"Indeed, every woman is not the same. There are three kinds of women in this place. The first type is to talk about money with you, second is to talk with people with more money, and the last is to sleep with people with power and wealth."

Turning his head to look at Wanda, Charles saw that she greeted every colleague with a smile and took the initiative to work for her colleague. Her smile was sincere and brilliant, which made him smile. "She is definitely not the kind of person you said."

At this time, the casino's manager on duty walked behind Wanda and said softly, "No.13, a guest over there asked you to go there." Wanda turned her head and looked in the direction pointed by the manager. She nodded and walked over.

"Sir, may I know your name?"

"My surname is Brent."

Brent looked about forty years old and behaved decently.

"I just saw that you were lucky today. You can stay with me tonight. Why don't you tell me what shall I play to

at Wanda and said, "Stay here." Then he walked out. Standing at the door, Wanda looked at Brent and his men who had been dragged out in bewilderment. She followed two steps and saw that they were punched hard on their bodies by Quincy. "Bring a message to your boss. If he wants to fight with me, I'm always waiting."

However, what happened here was totally ignored by the guests inside, which did not affect their gambling interest at all.

When those people were thrown out, Wanda quickly ran up to Quincy and pulled him over. "Go to the office."

His wound hadn't healed yet. If he beat them so hard just now, it would definitely crack again.

After taking Quincy to his office, Wanda quickly looked for the medicine box. Suddenly, she remembered that Quincy had never prepared a medicine box. She frowned and said, "Wait for me here. I'll be right back."

As soon as she turned around, she was pulled back by Quincy and he said lightly, "I'm fine."