Amiee was on her feet without a word, trailing behind them.

Emily eyed the cards in her hand, hesitating, while Charlie, ever the bold one, tossed another couple of chips into the pot.

Leaning close, Evelyn whispered to Estelle, “How much is one chip worth?”

“Two hundred,” Estelle replied nonchalantly.

Evelyn’s jaw dropped. She was sitting on something decent for a couple of rounds, but the price of the chips had her folding faster than a lawn chair at a barbecue.

Sylvia, confident as ever, matched the bet with two chips of her own.

Gabriel, perched right behind her, glanced at her hand and frowned. “You’re betting without consulting your advisor?”

Sylvia leaned in, whispering conspiratorially, “I’ve got a pair, that’s not too shabby.”

“Which pair?” Gabriel inquired, a hint of skepticism in his voice.

Sylvia pointed it out to him.

Gabriel just stared, speechless.

Sylvia and Amiee.

a straight flush. Magdalen slapped the table, “Thank my

Estelle asked her, “What

sly grin,

which is why she had bailed

Magdalen prodded, eager with

quiet for so long. Perhaps she was the dark horse about to surprise them

displayed her

The room collectively facepalmed.

“What’s wrong, did I

turned on Gabriel, “And what kind of advisor are

“Whatever she loses, I’ll

glanced over at Gabriel, “Did

deadpan, “That’s the smallest hand

pouted, “Why didn’t you say

arm around Emily,”Looks like you

but laugh, “You kept betting all this time, I should’ve gone all-in against

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