In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Unable to find common ground in conversation, they decided to play poker instead.

Wanting to liven things up, Isla made phone calls inviting more people to join. During the waiting period, Grace filled in for two rounds.

"Mrs. Brooke isn't answering her phone. Is something wrong?"

"You don't know? Last night, Mrs. Brooke stormed into Fortress, wielding a knife. It's said that when she arrived, the screens in the lobby were playing a loop of her husband with a woman," Jean recounted excitedly.

"What video?"

"You know, that kind."

The ladies burst into laughter.

"Did she offend someone? The Brooke family has a solid background. Isn't this a slap in their face?"

"Fortress doesn't easily disclose client privacy. Whoever did this must be a big shot."

Grace gazed at the cards in her hand, smiling but saying nothing.

Bored of the women's chatter, Victor excused himself for some fresh air.

to Grace. "I'll

too. After two rounds, she politely prepared to

about to stand up, the

"Sorry for being

Grace turned

the corners of her eyes, her every move exuded a seductive allure that men would find irresistible.

as soon as you called," Priscilla replied as she was pushed

to

appreciate how

and hesitated

replying, "I have some

I'm sorry, ladies."

Jean asking, "I heard your son, Jake, had an accident. Is he

Jake?

minor injury. Raymond values him greatly. As soon as he recovered, Raymond sent

stepped back.

but Isla had already stood up to vacate her seat. "Then, let's enjoy ourselves. I'll go make coffee." The heiress of the Lewis family was

"I've met the other ladies before, but I don't believe