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.

down to Sylvia and Amiee. Gabriel couldn’t stand to watch any longer and

slapped the table, “Thank my lucky stars I got out

her, “What

grin,

is why she

what’s your hand?” Magdalen prodded, eager

eyes turned to Sylvia, who had been quiet for so long. Perhaps she

displayed

The room collectively facepalmed.

wrong,

on Gabriel, “And what kind

“Whatever she loses,

at Gabriel,

her, deadpan, “That’s

didn’t

you aren’t the only card

laugh, “You kept betting all this time, I

scooped up the chips, “Lucky start, thanks everyone, and a

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