Love Unspoken

Landon once again tossed a chip into the pot, seeming to regard it not as a five million token in his eyes but as a worthless pebble.

Alexander, still not peering at his cards, continued to stay in the game.

As the fourth round unfolded, Alexander still refrained from glancing at his cards.

Furrowing his brow, Landon found himself perplexed by Alexander's maneuvers.

A calm demeanor while not looking at the cards could signify either incompetence, an attempt at deception, or a desire to conceal one's emotions.

Alexander not looking at his cards meant that all of his reactions were ineffective in Landon's eyes, rendering this psychological battle futile.

However, not looking at his cards could also be a psychological tactic in itself.

"This is the final card," Hetastian reminded.

Landon looked at the composed man across the table. Suddenly, he pushed all the remaining chips out of his hand. "Mr. Kennedy, aren't you going to check your hole card?"

A smug smile tugged at Alexander's lips. "The best hole cards are the ones even you do not know. That's when you catch them off guard, isn't it?"

that so? Well, I am

onlookers as these two individuals played high stakes; with one hundred

Walter, standing nearby, couldn't help but frown, wondering, 'Is this guy really

"I think the shares of The Wilson Group aren't bad either. Mr. Kennedy, would you

"If I hold shares in The

in, shall we?" Landon

an eyebrow. "It seems you are quite

surpasses mine. Few can match your nerve, playing the

silent, confidently pushing all his chips forward.

this, even Hetastian took

so many years, this was the first time he had seen such a high-stakes game. Playing with money was one thing, but this was

ruined in an instant.

people really knew

wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "You two can reveal your hole cards now." Landon glanced at Alexander, seeing that

murmur of disbelief around the

a winning

know what his cards

hasn't even looked himself; how could this turn out