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?"

softly. "Is that so? Well, I am indeed

stakes; with one hundred million on the line, the ultimate wager loomed

but frown, wondering, 'Is this guy really that confident, or is

of something, said, "I think the shares of The Wilson

in The Wilson Group, what will you

shall we?"

an eyebrow. "It seems

your audacity surpasses mine. Few can match your nerve, playing the game without

silent, confidently pushing all his chips forward. "I'm

this, even Hetastian took a

had seen such a

ruined in an

people really knew

Landon glanced at Alexander, seeing that he was still unmoved, and then

was a murmur of disbelief around the

this a winning

know what

how could this