(Ashley’s POV)
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Why did I feel he was taking his own sweet time to win this game? Whatever this game was with cards.
It seemed they made their own rules which I never heard before. A winning number was set to get the entry of the private auction for exclusive products.
Everyone was looking at Nikolai whenever he folds his card as a sign, he was not going to bet on it. In other words, he called it over as a lost. It was odd. I could tell he was good at this game.
Was he losing on purpose?
“What is taking you so long to win this game? Are you that incompetent to win this game?” I said with gritted teeth while pretending to smile. There were eyes watching me.
Some smiled, some gave me a stare. I did not have to be psychic to know everyone in the room thought I was perhaps, one of Niko
