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"Pfft!"

Joy and Selina burst into laughter, with Joy slapping her thigh in amusement. "Leanne, now I get why you're always biting the dust."

Engrossed in her cards, Leanne had missed the play dynamics and sheepishly touched her nose, quietly retracting the nine of spades and throwing out the eight instead.

But then, everyone was onto her, knowing she was banking on the nine of spades.

Joy teasingly waved her nine spades in the air. "Hey, I don't need this one. Maybe if you beg, I'll let you win with it?"

Ever so proud, Leanne retorted, "A true player doesn't feast on charity."

"Oh!" Joy covered her mouth in mock surprise. "Oops, looks like I drew another one."

Leanne was speechless.

Arms crossed, Devin displayed a look of utter disgust at Joy's theatrics. "Really?"

her eyelashes. "Mind your own

joined in the teasing, flipping a card teasingly at Leanne. "Guess if this

shot Curtis a glare. "This is your fault for giving it away. You're not

the target of her annoyance, smiled indulgently. "Okay,

Devin's turn, he casually threw a card.

And she quickly shouted,

shot dagger looks at

snarl, "What? Never seen a nine of spades

just watched Leanne make

only a notch above a beginner, making her an easy target for

brow, smiling. "Why the frown?

the money. It's about not

purse to cover the losses?" "Hey, cut it out!" Ever the opportunist, Joy cleared her throat. "You'll win the next game. Just whisper it to me, and

for your help. I can win on

game, unsure of her move, she turned to