"Click, click, click..."
In an instant, Jim Brews' cheongsam loosened, her undergarments tumbling out.
Her black bra fell to the floor, a king of spades slipping out alongside it.
The crowd gasped in disbelief.
William Cole had managed to unbutton Jim Brews' bra, causing it to fall off.
Everyone's eyes immediately turned towards them, staring with wide eyes as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.
"Ah!"
Jim Brews let out a horrified shout, and her pretty face turned a deep shade of crimson.
She stared at William Cole through gritted teeth, unable to comprehend when he had unbuttoned her clothes.
Proving her mettle as the host of the Capital City West Casino, she quickly regained her composure. Ignoring her fallen bra, she sneered, "Never thought you, the famous Patriarch, would resort to such despicable tactics."
Cole retorted, "You're blaming the wrong person here, casino manager. You asked me to deal my own cards. I was just following your instructions."