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?"

"Is that so? Well, I am

as these two individuals played high stakes; with one hundred million on the line, the ultimate wager loomed

help but frown, wondering, 'Is this guy really that confident,

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

I hold shares in The Wilson Group, what will

in, shall we?" Landon

raised an eyebrow. "It seems

"Nevertheless, your audacity surpasses mine. Few can match your nerve, playing the

all

Hetastian took a deep

such a high-stakes game. Playing with money was one thing, but this was directly gambling with company

ruined in an instant. They would step off

people really knew how

now." Landon glanced at Alexander, seeing

was a murmur of

this a

still don't know what

how could this