Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Just as everyone

expected Dustin to chime in. Brielle looked up, her tone casual. “Ah screw it. I’m going all in,” she said as she pushed her remaining four hundred million in chips into the

pot.

The pot swelled to 2.3 billion, but three players had yet to make their move. Brielle must’ve been on cloud nine, having won only one hand, and now daring to go all in like this.

Dustin maintained his pose, propping his chin with one hand. A faint smile curled at the comers of his mouth as he watched Brielle risk eight hundred million on her own. “Since Bri’s got guts. I might as well go all in, too.” In front of him lay a towering stack of two billion chies

Chips here could be exchanged anytime, so he wasn’t fazed by the sum.

It wasn’t unusual for Dustin to go berserk nobody was surprised by it. But with the pot hitting 4.3 billion, who wouldn’t be tempted? Everyone seemed to hold their breath, their palms slick with sweat.

It was Sammuel’s turn to speak. Unruffled, he matched the two billion.

“Wow! What on earth are they holding?!”

not even out yet, and they’re

probably doesn’t have much. He’s always messing around

hits ten billion, the casino boss usually meets with the winner, right? Who was it

seemed like it was Dustin’s game last time. All eyes turned to Dustin as if expecting him to reveal his hand. He tapped his cards lightly, his eyes twinklin “Just a pair of aces, that’s

the nickname ‘Money Burner.‘ With

at Dustin’s admission. “Mr. Lynch claims a pair of aces, so it must be true. Funnily enough, I’ve got two

pair, the

6.3 billion. The players were seemingly out of their minds. With hands like these, the odds of winning were

at the table. Sweat beaded on Connor’s forehead, his fingers trembling as

pairs, but Connor had three of a kind. His hand was surely stronger than the other two. With the pot already at 6.3 billion, he could either call or fold,

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was out of the question.

in debt, and he had come here hoping to take eight. billion off the table to save it. And the opportunity was right in front

two billion in chips? I’ll pay you back. after I win this hand.”

with feverish determination, shooting Brielle a look

their breath. Not a single round of betting had begun, and yet the pot was about to reach a staggering 10.3 billion. Someone extended the needed chips to Connor, and with a heated breath, he called. “Call! Brielle, if you think you can pull that stunt again, you’re dead