Do You Dare to Bet With Me?
Although they couldn't see the face, both Ethan Smith and the elegantly dressed young men present knew who it was.
At this moment, Ms. Hayward was looking at Ethan with a mocking smile, her eyes filled with a hint of schadenfreude.
It was obvious that she was doing it on purpose, trying to make Ethan feel uncomfortable.
"Old bastard..." Ethan wanted to explode, but he knew very well that being angry would be useless.
He suppressed the rage in his heart, but his anger surged, making him suddenly retch, and a mouthful of blood gushed out!
The surrounding people looked at Ethan in surprise, some even asked out loud.
"Mr. Smith, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" someone asked with concern.
Ethan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, waved his hand, and said, "It's nothing..."
Ms. Hayward on the stage above smiled faintly and said, "If you're not feeling well, go back and rest early. There's no use in forcing yourself."