Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 393

Chapter 393

Brielle was the epitome of cautious, never going all–in unless she was one hundred percent. sure of a win. This was simply her nature and not a trait she was willing to compromise on.

Once Connor understood this, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only discard the two cards.

“How could this damned jerk be so lucky. Damn it, after leaving the casino tonight, I must have someone kill her.” Connor was cursing in his heart, his teeth grinding together in anger.

His discard wasn’t made with a full heart, and the distance from the dealer prompted a second check. “Mr. Connor, are you sure you want to fold?” the dealer inquired.

Connor glanced at Brielle’s smug expression, tasting the bitterness in his mouth. “Fold!”

The dealer collected his cards, turning them over for all to see a pair of fives and a pair of aces. Not the strongest hand, but not the weakest either, thanks to the aces. All eyes were on Brielle now. Everyone was itching to see what she held.

With a nonchalance that only added to the tension, Brielle raked the entire pot towards herself, offering Connor a simple. “Thanks for the game.”

Η

livid, fists clenched. “Don’t get cocky, Brielle. Do you think I’d lose if

and flipped her cards for all to see. A four and a

a big fat nothing – not even strong

the weakest hand

descended upon the room. The

his body was on the verge of rejecting reality. It

smiled and started to organize her chips. She was

the table.

someone finally dared ask, “So

that said they’d eat their hat?”

who was betting on a streak

She offered one more piece of wisdom, “Mr. Connor, you really need to work on your game face. If you had called, these

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been yours.”

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