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

and Sienna

of money was

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

with a 3 million dollar bet. ‘Well,

just comparing card values. Everyone’s stakes

Bruce won 100 thousand dollars. Yvette lost

from upstairs. Serving as the dealer, after dealing five cards to

their cards and

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

cards and then looked up. He was

held her juice, took a sip, and spoke up

at his cards. His hole cards were a straight flush up to the King. Unless

their cards face up one by one. None of them had much to brag about. The best anyone had was Bruce’s pair. Now only

frowned. He didn’t reply

I go all-in, 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 if she hadn’t even looked at her cards

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

he believed that even if Yvette was a genius, she could

all in. Yve,

was serene, with her delicate eyebrows slightly arched as she

“Okay,” Yvette responded

saying, “Since both Yve

confident smile as he eagerly revealed his cards. It was a straight flush to the King. That was already a very strong

Unless you have an Ace, your 3 million dollars will be gone in less

Bruce, and Chris weren’t too

casino in Mysonna. He picked up about thirty percent of

her head, speaking with a calm and steady voice, “Thank you for the 3 million

aback. Bruce sighed and

Yvette’s cards one by one. It was another straight flush, clear as day. It perfectly topped Frankie’s hand. Yvette

the

Yvette was just playing dumb to

cool and indifferent, saying, Tm going upstairs, you guys take your