After an hour of playing, Wayne Manning kept losing. He already had to request more chips three times, and seeing that the third batch of chips was about to be taken away by Adrian Desmond again, Wayne wasn't happy.
"Aren't you here to ask me for something?"
"Yes."
"You're here to ask me for a favor, yet you're winning my money like this? I'm not happy, do you think I'll help you?"
Adrian looked at Wayne and laughed, "Can't you have a bit of backbone?"
"I'm telling you, I'm in a bad mood, don't expect me to help you!"
Everyone has their own informants. Although Adrian said nothing, when he actively sought him out, Wayne already knew what Adrian was up to.
"You know I'm letting you win, is there any fun in winning like this?"
"As long as the money ends up in my pocket, I don't care how I win!" Wayne shamelessly said.
