Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Yvette sat on the couch, resting her hands to one side, and crossed her legs. She took the cup from Frankie, smirked a little, and leaned back a bit. She tapped the scattered cards on the couch with her cool fingers.

Yvette raised an eyebrow, stayed silent for a few seconds, then asked plainly. How much are you betting?”

Startled, Frankie looked up, feeling a bit confused.

Sienna quickly replied, “Yve, it is Frankie who sets up the game. The cap is 150 thousand dollars”

Yvette glanced at the chips in front of them.

Chris had just a few chips. Sienna and Bruce had about a dozen each. Frankie had a towering stack, almost overflowing. It was clear to tell who won and who lost at a single glance.

Suddenly, Frankie’s eyes lit up, thinking, I can’t take back the courtyard house Mr. Chavez tricked me out of. But I could win a little money from Yvette: So Frankie sincerely extended an invitation.

“Yve, do you play? Want to join us?” Frankie asked

Yvette nodded and promptly joined them at the poker table. They sat around, with Frankie bringing snacks, juice, and sweets from the fridge.

In the first ten rounds, Frankie won eight times. By then, he was thrilled.

“Yve, it seems you’re not good at playing cards. If we’d known, we wouldn’t have played for 150 thousand dollars,” Frankie said.

Bruce dropped a deuce on the table without any change in expression. Then he glanced at Frankie, who was already floating. on cloud nine.

Yvette propped her cheek with her hand. She was too lazy to move. After taking a slow sip of her juice, she looked up at Frankie, a sly grin on her lips.

Her gaze shifted slightly. She was completely relaxed and carefree, asking Frankie, “How much do you want to play for?” Frankie thought seriously for a moment, then amidst everyone’s gaze, held up three fingers.

Yvette casually toyed with the poker cards between her pale fingers, lounging entirely on the couch.

“3 million dollars? Okay,” Yvette said.

Hearing Yvette’s words, Chris paused for a moment, then quietly took out his phone to transfer 3 million dollars from his bank account.

‘I might not know how to play, but I sure know how to lose,’ Chris thought.

T

Sienna didn’t

amount of money was

from his friends. “Y’ve hadn’t won a single round out of ten, probably because she isn’t familiar with the game, Frankie

3 million dollar bet. ‘Well, then I

The game changed to just comparing card values. Everyone’s stakes turned to

Bruce won 100 thousand dollars.

dealing five cards to everyone, he said, “Place your bets” He looked like a

at their cards and then tossed in

eyes were half-closed. Her slender, fair fingers tapped lightly on the

his cards and then looked up. He was

her juice, took a sip, and spoke up

the King. Unless

three folded their hands, flipping their cards face up one by one. None of them had much to

He didn’t reply

might have a trick up her sleeve. But how could she be so confident if she hadn’t even looked at her cards Frankie

wasn’t in a hurry either. She leisurely drank her juice, taking

for a bit. He was confident in his gambling skills and he believed that even if

all in. Yve, Frankie

arched as she

“Okay,” Yvette responded

agreed to go all in, Emmett cleared his throat, saying, “Since both Yve and Frankie agreed, let’s

he eagerly revealed his cards. It was a straight flush to the King. That was already

Ace, your 3 million dollars will be gone in less than a minute. Thank

Bruce, and Chris weren’t too

gambling skills were learned from the master gambler at a casino in Mysonna. He picked up about thirty percent of the skill. Winning

raised her eyebrows. She set down her juice. Then she slightly turned her head, speaking with a calm and steady voice, “Thank you for the 3 million dollars. Sorry for your expenses

Bruce sighed and thought, I lost another 3

was another straight flush, clear

to the master gambler’s legacy? Where’s the next

realized that Yvette was just playing

and stood up gracefully. Her voice was cool and indifferent,