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 trivial

awkward winning too much from his friends. “Y’ve hadn’t won a single round out of ten, probably because

million dollar bet. ‘Well, then I can’t be blamed

game changed to just comparing card values. Everyone’s

the last round, Frankie won 500 thousand dollars. Bruce won 100 thousand dollars.

five cards to

Bruce, and Sienna each glanced at their cards and then

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

then looked up. He was full

sip, and spoke up unhurriedly. “Single round to decide the

cards. His hole cards were a straight flush up to the King. Unless Yvette had a straight flush up to the Ace,

one. None of them had much

He didn’t reply

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

hurry either. She leisurely drank her juice, taking a

that

in. Yve, Frankie

with her delicate eyebrows slightly arched as

“Okay,” Yvette responded

both Yve and

was a

gone in less than a minute. Thank

Chris weren’t

master gambler at a casino in Mysonna. He picked up about thirty percent of the skill. Winning

speaking with a calm and steady voice, “Thank you

was taken aback. Bruce sighed and thought,

was another straight

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

finally realized that Yvette was just playing dumb to outsmart her

Her voice was cool and indifferent,