Chapter 505 - This Woman Alone, I Cannot Afford to Lose (Part 1)
Chapter 505 of "Noble Pampering: Demon CEO's Relentless Entanglement" opens introducing the plot: The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground became even more terrified when Nolan Davis said... Continue exploring!
The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground became even more terrified when Nolan Davis said this."Third Young Master, for the sake of my loyalty to Old Master Land, please spare my life, Iām begging you..."
Loyalty, what a joke, Asher Land scoffed internally. Just because of this supposed loyalty, he wished him dead!
But how could his thoughts be so easily discerned by others?
"Even if youāre loyally devoted, youāre not worth fifty million, are you trying to make me, Asher Land, do a losing business?" He chuckled lightly, lowering his head, his thumb rubbing the ring on his other thumb, his gaze carrying a hint of amusement.
"Third Young Master Land, if itās not worth it, then donāt do this deal, no need to waste effort. Didnāt you say you wanted to have fun in the casino? You can start now." With a snap of Nolan Davisās fingers, a dealer walked over, ready to deal the cards.
"So, Mr. Davis, what should we bet on? Just betting money seems too dull, doesnāt it?"
Nolan Davisās eyes showed a momentary surprise, but he quickly concealed it.
"What does Third Young Master Land want to bet on?" Nolan Davisās gaze suddenly fell on Sophie Smith sitting beside him. Sophie felt the hostile gaze and quickly lowered her head.
"I think Third Young Masterās woman is quite nice, why not bet on her?"
Using his woman as a wager?
Absurd!
"I fear Mr. Davis might laugh, but I, Asher Land, can afford to lose even my life, but this woman is one thing I cannot afford to lose."
Everyone present displayed varying degrees of surprise, and Sophie Smith did not expect Asher Land to say such a thing, feeling a warmth in her heart, moved by his unexpected words.
Nolan Davis saw that Asher Landās expression was solemn, not seeming to joke, so he decided not to linger further on this topic.
"Then, Third Young Master Land, what do you want to bet on?"
"Letās bet on the life of this servant from the Old Land Mansion," he said coldly.
Betting on life?
Perhaps driven by her own inner compassion, Sophie Smith felt life shouldnāt be joked about whether noble or lowly.
"Asher Land..." she whispered his name, shaking her head at him, indicating he shouldnāt do it.
"How will the betting work?" Nolan Davis seemed to have taken an interest.
"Simply betting money is dull, hereās the deal: as you said, one finger for ten million. Although I, Asher Land, donāt willingly engage in a losing business to buy him, if weāre betting for fun, itās a different matter."
"So, what youāre saying is..."
"If you win a round, Mr. Davis, Iām willing to pay ten million, but if you lose a round, Iāll take one of his fingers. How about betting on five rounds?"
Sophie Smith understood Asher Landās intention. He actually wanted to save that manās life, but wasnāt this too excessive? What if he lost?
"Alright." Nolan Davis agreed readily.
Sophie Smith sat beside him, feeling a rush of fear.
"Help me with the cards."
"What?"
Sophie Smith was a bit flustered, "I donāt dare."
Such a bloody gambling match, she really didnāt dare to participate.
"Be good..." He coaxed her softly in her ear, letting her sit on his lap, "Iām here, what are you afraid of?"
Sophie Smith had no way to retreat; all eyes were on her, and it wouldnāt be smart to flatly refuse Asher Land.