Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Andrew, though never having been a fan of Brielle, now spoke with a candor that was laced with a begrudging admiration for her

Indeed, there were plenty of women onlookers, but most were merely arm candy, clinging to the sides of their men, and lacking the guts to play in the big leagues.

Some truths were hard to swallow, but for these seasoned business tycoons, a beautiful woman often resembled the currency of high society. As for the celebrities, the common folk might’ve elevated them to the status of demigods, but to the insiders here, they were merely numbers in a game.

Tessa, overhearing Andrew’s words, felt a surge of anxiety. She had to admit that if she were in Brielle’s shoes, under the scrutiny of such powerful figures, her nerves would betray her with trembling that she couldn’t control. The clearer this realization, the more resentment she harbored against Brielle. Where on earth did that wretch find the courage?

Her grip tightened around Andrew, her lips beginning to quiver.

“She’s only winning because of dumb luck. Remember, Brielle’s never seen this kind of money before, not to mention the millions she extorted from you. I’ve never had a good impression of her,” Tessa said, her voice a mixture of vulnerability and frankness in front of Andrew. Besides. her feud with Brielle had reached a boiling point; there was no need to feign appreciation, which would only invite Andrew’s suspicion.

Andrew sighed and affectionately ruffled her hair. “You’re right. The stakes are high, and everyone at that table is no amateur. Brielle’s winning streak is pure luck, and it was just one hand. In no–limit Texas Hold’em, each hand is critical; one can spell life or death. She’s overstepped her bounds, but now, with everyone watching, she has to play the next round or risk embarrassment.”

everything. A woman should be content being a delicate vine by a man’s side, not bounding about as if she were the second coming of Alivia.

than Brielle. Tessa leaned even more weakly

game like any other man, but Tessa remained his priority. He nodded, supporting her as

was unfolding almost identically to the previous one. Even the community cards were strikingly similar.

cards lay face up–Jack of Spades, Six of Hearts, Seven of Hearts, and Ace of

and Connor–and two more betting. rounds to go, tension was palpable.

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hole cards, both Sixes, tightly. Without the river card, he already had a set, a strong hand that could beat any two pairs. Should the river bring another Six, he’d have quads.

players, but because the pot had swelled to a billion. The

tossed in a hundred million, quieting

of no–limit Texas Hold’em–it could bankrupt