Chapter 98

She stood in front of him and took a deep breath. Looking at the man in front of her, whose eyes were expressionless, a trace of guilt flashed through her eyes. "Mr. Johnson, if you don't mind, let me help you rub the cards tonight, okay?" This decision was made temporarily. Lucas's hand was injured because of him. There was a pot of tea in front of him, and his hands were not convenient. It would be too cold-blooded to turn around and leave like this. Just now, Mr. Thomas wanted her to stay and play cards, probably because he had thought of this. In fact, Sandy was a little nervous when she said this. After all, Lucas was too unpredictable. If she refused him like this, it seemed that she was deliberately approaching him. She was a little nervous. She waited for a long time until Sandy thought he wouldn't agree, but she saw him nodding slightly. "Okay." Sandy felt relieved and then nervous, but she couldn't figure out why she was so nervous. The smell of cigarettes in the