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.

it was down to Sylvia and Amiee. Gabriel couldn’t

slapped the table,

Estelle asked her, “What did

grin, Magdalen

pair too, which is why she had bailed after

Magdalen prodded, eager

been quiet for so long.

displayed her

The room collectively facepalmed.

beamed, “What’s wrong, did

what kind of

“Whatever she

over at Gabriel,

at her, deadpan, “That’s the smallest hand in

pouted, “Why didn’t

you

betting all this time, I should’ve

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