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

amount of money was

300 thousand dollars. He felt awkward winning too much from his friends. “Y’ve

expect Yvette to start with a 3 million dollar bet. ‘Well, then I can’t be blamed for

the cards again. The game changed to just comparing card values. Everyone’s stakes turned to 3

dollars. Bruce

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

glanced at their cards and then tossed

Her slender, fair fingers

glanced at his cards and then looked up. He

spoke up

flush up to the King.

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

He didn’t

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

that even if Yvette was a genius,

in.

with her delicate eyebrows slightly arched as she lightly touched the rim of her cup

“Okay,” Yvette responded

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

It was a straight flush to the King. That was

3 million dollars will be gone in less than a minute. Thank you, Yve, and thanks everyone for watching,”

Chris weren’t too

gambler at a casino in Mysonna. He

she slightly turned her head, speaking with

was taken aback. Bruce sighed and thought, I lost another 3 million

It was another straight flush, clear as

frustrated. “Where’s the so-called heir to the master gambler’s legacy? Where’s the next big shot

realized that Yvette was just playing dumb

stood up gracefully. Her voice was cool and indifferent, saying, Tm going upstairs, you guys take your