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

as she was about to stand up, the door was suddenly pushed

sounded. "Sorry for being late,

that, Grace

full of charm. Though she was aging and had fine lines at the corners of her eyes, her every move exuded a seductive allure that men would find irresistible.

as soon as you called," Priscilla replied

at Grace. "Oh, it's rare to see such beauty. Which family

appreciate how

familiar and

before replying, "I have some urgent matters to attend

I'm sorry, ladies."

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

Jake?

greatly. As soon as he recovered, Raymond sent

stepped back.

her return in time, but Isla had already stood up to vacate her seat. "Then, let's enjoy ourselves. I'll

Priscilla. "I've met the other ladies before, but I