Book1:TeDream-Maker

atthegirenseandobviouslydesperatepaniohecardsopenedupRichardunfortunatelylost，asdidmostoftheothers．Mr．Kaffeewasthesolewinnerandchipsstackeduphighinfrontofhim．Richardlookedaround．Insuchmercilessandcoldlypracticalsurroundingstherewasnosympathy,nopity．Whatcouldhedo?Hestooduptogo．

    "Stop!ebackhere,”cameMr．Kaffee’sarrogantvoice．"I’llgiveyouanotherce．I’llbet10,000.Ifyoulose，givemethatgirlwhoiswithyou.Youarenotworthyofsuchatenderandjuicymeatanyway.”Richard’sselfrespectwasdeeplyhurt,butwhatwasselfrespethisgamblinghouse?HeturnedhisheadtolookatYoko．Atthesametime,Ileenwaseyeioowithenvyandjealousy．Expensively-dressedaifullymadeup,Ileenwasayoungwomanthatturnedheadswherevershewent，butherebeforeherwasy