In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Xander knocked on the door, and an attendant opened it. Isla looked up and saw the good-looking man.

Xander gestured with his finger, indicating for her not to make a sound.

At that moment, Grace had already won over a dozen rounds.

Another lady at the table understood the situation well and kept folding her cards. Combined with Grace's sharp wit, Priscilla and Jean were utterly defeated.

A pile of chips lay on the table.

Priscilla was visibly upset. After finishing the last round, she conceded. "You're really clever, Ms. Lewis. I admit defeat."

Even from the back, Grace seemed delighted. "Okay. Losing isn't scary. It's being afraid to admit defeat that's scary. Aunt Priscilla, you need to practice your poker skills."

Priscilla remained silent.

After collecting the chips, Grace bid farewell and turned to leave. But as she did, she stumbled into a man's arms, hurting her nose.

When she looked up, she saw Xander. "Xander?"

Everyone looked over.

Smiling, Xander gently rubbed her nose for her.

"How long have you been here?" Her tone softened.

"I just arrived. Are you tired of playing?"

"Just a bit."

clearly indicated a close relationship. Priscilla stood up and said, "Xander, why

his hand to adjust Grace's collar without looking at Priscilla. "I have a meeting here. I heard Grace was here, so I came to see." "Mrs. Jones told me that Ms. Lewis is like Raymond's daughter. I heard that the Lewis family has three brothers. Are

out,

knows about the relationship

Priscilla. If I cared about how the outside world sees things, you and Jake wouldn't be here anymore. Don't you

Xander had always been respectful and courteous to her. But only she knew that there

Grace left the private room, she

speak to

didn't answer. "How did you know

her. I figured it

He chuckled. "Indeed."

while, the chips were all chased in. "I won 160 thousand

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was fair, and she spoke with

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her hair

with

you do this on purpose to

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her earlier, I would have won more than just this 160 thousand dollars. It's all your fault for not telling me

When men were vulnerable

women.

the deep and dark ocean

to find him. "Mr. Fulton, the