My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul

The amount of money was not substantial, but the insult was profound to Lukas and Mark.

“Did you intentionally bring a professional to win our money? Rowan cursed softly, then glared at Joe to

accuse him.

He thought Skylar was inexperienced, seeing she appeared to only be in her 20s. Yet, her poker skills suggested she had been in the game for decades.

“Five of a kind,” Skylar declared as she played a card, then added innocently, “I’m just lucky.”

Joe watched Skylar’s act of playing dumb and warmed up slightly. His smile was tinged with amusement. He spoke in an even tone, “If you can’t afford to lose, don’t play.”

“Who are you underestimating? Rowan retorted in an annoyed manner.

He wondered who among them couldn’t afford to lose. They could easily lose billions in one night, let alone a few hundred thousand.

They finally knew why Joe had brought her along. Although she was beautiful, she wasn’t just a bimbo.

After winning three consecutive games, Skylar turned to Joe and suggested, “Is this enough? Winning more seems a bit too much.”

She had roughly estimated that each man had lost between eight hundred thousand to over a million dollars, totaling around four to five million dollars.

Viola had always said not to get addicted to gambling. It was best to quit while ahead.

“Have you had enough? If not, you can keep playing. What you’ve won isn’t a significant amount,* Joe remarked as he looked at her.

Skylar felt somewhat embarrassed by her winnings. “I’ll treat you to dinner when we get back.”

“I’ll eat what you’ve cooked for me.” Joe’s voice slightly deepened.

Perhaps it was the ambience of the clubhouse that made his chest feel a bit restless.

“Then I’ll prepare a feast fit for you.”

Otherwise, it wouldn’t do justice to the millions she had won.

“Alright,” Joe responded in a low voice.

“What was the beautiful lady’s name?” Rowan casually inquired..

It was indeed his first time seeing Joe so close to a woman. One could see a hint of favor in his eyes.

“Skylar,” she responded while pushing away her winning cards.

She had won again.

“Damn!” Rowan exclaimed with his eyes wide.

Joe gave Rowan a warning glance. He signaled him clearly not to swear.

Rowan’s mouth twitched. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“Mr. Martin, I’m a bit tired.” Skylar feigned weariness.

In reality, she wasn’t tired at all. The stakes were simply too thrilling. If it were smaller amounts, she could have continued playing until morning.

Joe saw through Skylar’s little ruse. “Go rest then. There’s food over there.”

Skylar nodded and stood up. Joe then asked Rowan and the others, “Are you still playing?”

Rowan also stood up. “No, let’s have the cake.”

From the start, Joe didn’t want to play. His question was merely a formality. He wondered if they could really continue playing.

Skylar felt a bit thirsty. She found no water, only soft drinks, juice, and alcohol.

She picked up a glass of orange juice and took a few tips. Then she ate a few pieces of fruit.

“Are you really Mr. Martin’s secretary?”

Skylar turned her head to look at Shirley Flynn.

Shirley was the lead actress in a currently popular TV drama. She was at the height of her fame. Skylar really enjoyed watching her dramas as she found her acting to be very natural.

“Yes, I am the secretary,” Skylar responded.

That night, she was Joe’s secretary and not some secret wife.