The Beloved Lady of Mr. Dama

Chapter 36

Dama thought for a moment. Alya is now with his partner, along with his men. If he went to meet her, it would definitely cause an uproar.

"Call him" said Tama.

"Okay" answered Anthony quickly.

Anthony pulled out his phone, found Alya's number, and pressed it.

After a while, the phone hooked up, and a rumbling sound rang out from the other end of the phone, "Hello, who is it?"

Anthony said, "Mrs, it's me."

It took Alya a while to finally speak again, but this time, he held his voice as if he was afraid of being heard by those around him, "Oh, hey. What's up?"

Anthony thought for a moment and said, "Mrs, we are outside. Mr. Dama is also there. You have to go downstairs."

Alya immediately refused, "I don't want to. I still have something to do here. You guys go home first!"

"Mrs, what are you doing? Mr. Dama can be angry later," Anthony scolded.

After hearing this, Alya seemed to have found an outlet to vent her anger as she cried, "You don't even know how much I lost today! They're too cruel. They won all my money! I'm not leaving until I get my money back!"

"Mrs ...."

The phone was closed unilaterally by Alya.

With a wry laugh, Anthony turned to look at Dama in the back seat and muttered, "Master Dama, he said that he won't leave until he gets back all his lost money."

Dama's handsome face darkened and said, "He's still gambling! How dare he!"

Then, he picks up Anthony's phone and calls Alya directly.

"I said I'm not going down now. You guys please go home alone. I have to win, and my money is all back!" alya said exasperated that Anthony called her back.

After he roared, there was a second or two of silence on the phone until a deep Dama voice echoed, "I'll give you a minute. If you don't come down, you'll suffer the consequences yourself.

Alya was shocked as a cold voice echoed in her ears. That's so scary! But he was reluctant to leave because he was in the middle of the game.

Dama warned again in a monotone voice, "You sure you don't want to go down?"

After being together for a year, he could tell, at the right time, the kind of tone he spoke when he almost lost his temper. Like, now.

Alya's hands trembled in frustration. "But I don't want to go home now."

"Five minutes." A cold voice said.

Alya's lips twitched and she screamed inside him. How could he be such a jerk! Gritting his teeth, he hesitated before finally compromising on his request.

"Well, he's rich, he wins!" Alya rolled her eyes and thought in her mind.

However, he was on the fifth floor. How did he get down there in five minutes? He did not dare to delay. He threw away the card in his hand and got up to leave. His friends called him, he ignored him and pretended not to hear him.

While in the car, Dama and Anthony are very attractive because of their charming appearance and handsome. There were a lot of pedestrians passing by as there was a shopping mall nearby, so they kept looking towards the luxury car parked by the roadside.

The traffic police guarding the traffic was not far from there, glancing at them several times as if to urge them not to park there, he said, but when he saw the unique and exclusive license plate, he could only close his eyes and ignore it.

After all, the cars of some people they could not command at will. Everyone knows why this is so in this country. Yes, that's the way people play who have positions and money. Authorities are like silent because there is a reward they can get.

Wearing a cold face, Dama raised his wrist to check his watch from time to time. 

Anthony glanced at him through the rearview mirror in front of him and could not help but say, "Master Dama, five minutes is too short. Madam will definitely not be able to get down in time."

An impatient Mama's eyes swept towards him, "Did I ever tell you that you talk too much?"