Next One Is a Babe
Chapter 795

Sophia grunted and fell silent.

Initially, Logan was uncomfortable being with Matilda, for he wasn't close to her. Moreover, there was a generational gap between them. However, poker was a good game to bring people together.

After playing the game and chatting with each other for a while, the atmosphere slowly became warm. Gazing at his cards, Logan said, "Madam Flintstone, watch out. I'm about to win the game."

Unperturbed, Matilda replied teasingly, "You should be the one watching out instead. I've won many rounds thanks to your contributions."

Logan guffawed. "You're right. I didn't expect that you're so skillful at playing poker. Please come here often when you're free because a competitive rival like you is hard to come by."

Unable to take it anymore, Sophia refuted, "Stop flattering yourself since you're lousy at this game. Normally, your friends would let you win because if you lose, you'll pester them incessantly to keep playing. They have no choice but to lose intentionally. Trust me, it has nothing to do with your poker skills. I'm speaking the truth."

The servant, who was asked to play with them, giggled. "Miss Gwendolyn, you shouldn't be so straightforward."

Logan froze as his eyes widened. "Alright, you have successfully ignited my fighting spirit! No one shall leave this place before you can beat me to this game!"

Sophia and Matilda traded glances, obviously disdainful of his poker skills.

The truth was, Logan was really lousy at the game. After he said those bold words, he kept losing the game until he was left red-faced.

Seeing how embarrassed he was, Sophia chuckled. "Logan, will you be traumatized after this? Do you want us to let you win?"

With a long face, Logan replied, "There's no need for that. Show me what you've got. I'm going to win the game with my own skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone started ringing. Feeling impatient, he muttered and fished out his phone before answering it. When he heard what the person said over the phone, he froze for a moment and asked with a frown, "Really? No way. Did you get it wrong?"

After the other person replied to him, Logan pursed his lips, his expression serious. Eventually, he said, "Alright, I got it. Send me the address. I'll go take a look when I'm free." He then hung up the call.

Looking at him, Sophia asked, "What's wrong? Did anything happen?"

"Nothing," Logan replied with a smile as he waved his hand. "Nothing is more important than this poker game we're playing."

Despite what he had said, he obviously became absent-minded as he kept losing and forgetting to make a move. Sometimes when it was his turn, he was seen in a dazed state.

Staring at him, Sophia said, "Logan, go ahead if the matter is urgent. Judging from your current state, I don't believe that it's really nothing."

Logan grunted. "It's really no big deal. It's just that someone got into an accident and was sent to the hospital. I'm just wondering why such a thing happened."

Sophia was startled. "Someone is hospitalized? It's a serious matter. If you're worried about the person, just go over there. You don't have to stay here for us. Since we're close friends, I won't mind it. We can keep on playing on our own."

Logan smacked his lips and grinned. "Why should I be worried? The person isn't a friend of mine. I'm just surprised that this happened to the person."

After giving it a thought, Sophia put down her cards. "I think you should go. We don't feel triumphant at all since you keep losing. Just go and pay the person a visit."