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

money

felt awkward winning too much from his friends. “Y’ve hadn’t won a single

a 3 million dollar bet. ‘Well, then I can’t be blamed for what’s gonna happen,

just comparing card values. Everyone’s stakes turned to 3 million

Frankie won 500 thousand dollars. Bruce won

Serving as the dealer, after dealing five cards to everyone, he said, “Place your bets” He

at their cards and then tossed in a

half-closed. Her slender, fair fingers tapped lightly

then looked

spoke up unhurriedly. “Single round to

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

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

He didn’t reply to

there wouldn’t be a chance for a comeback. I am a bit insecure. Yve might have a trick up her sleeve. But how could she be so confident

her juice, taking a moment to glance at her phone without

He was confident in his gambling skills and he believed that even if Yvette was

all in. Yve,

slightly arched as she lightly touched

“Okay,” Yvette responded

“Since both Yve and Frankie agreed, let’s decide this in one round. Who’s going to

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

3 million dollars will be gone in less than

Chris

learned from the master gambler at a casino in Mysonna.

eyebrows. She set down her juice. Then she slightly turned her head, speaking with a

sighed and thought, I lost another 3

It was another straight flush, clear as day.

legacy? Where’s the next big shot in

that Yvette was just playing dumb to

gracefully. Her voice was cool and indifferent, saying, Tm going upstairs, you guys