In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

"I'll just take a look. I won't participate."

The women played with high stakes. Grace sat on the right, seemingly focused on the game. But in reality, she wasn't paying attention at all.

Before the round ended, the door opened. Matthew led the way in and asked Esme, "Have you won yet?"

Esme scoffed. "You're asking too soon. The outcome isn't clear yet." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Grace froze and stared at Benjamin behind him, whose eyes were also fixed on her.

The lady sitting on the left also noticed him and asked, "Aren't you Mr. Hawkins? You're so young and promising, yet you're willing to watch us women play cards. You must find it amusing." Benjamin undid his coat and placed it aside, standing next to Grace.

"I don't find your game amusing. Clearly, you're skilled."

The lady was delighted. Anyone would willingly accept praise from an attractive man.

Grace pursed her lips and said, "Since Mr. Hawkins is interested in the game, maybe I should give up my seat. I feel a bit-"

Before she could finish, Benjamin's hand landed on her shoulder, pressing down.

"I'm just watching."

She didn't even want to play. He was clearly making things hard

ace of hearts. "It's rare to see you around, Mr. Hawkins. You seem quite free today. It's

tensed up, fearing she might draw

nervous. Mrs. Thorne

the table turned to

discomfort and answered, "I'm just a little cold

a card from Grace's hand. "You forgot to make your

Everyone turned silent.

atmosphere turned ambiguous, and Grace felt

her as

actions, everyone was reminded

Esme got involved in stirring the pot. "Mr. Hawkins, who are you to

egged

leave, but it was inappropriate to just walk out under

discomfort, Benjamin didn't press further. "Mrs. Thorne, you're mistaken. If

didn't elaborate

about to continue when Grace dropped her last card. "I've won. I'm a bit

somewhat impolite, but at this moment,