Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 517:

In this game, however, luck would only account for about ten percent of the outcome; the rest depended on memory. And it just so happened that memory was Allison’s territory. With her photographic recall, she never forgot a detail.

“Finally dropping the act, I see,” Amor sneered, watching Allison’s calm demeanor.

Allison’s lips curled. “An act? I thought my last hand was good, but it turned out it wasn’t.”

Amor bristled, her anger simmering just beneath the surface, one breath away from spilling over.

The crowd, having understood the rules, reacted in various ways. “This game… isn’t it just a basic memory test? A gamble that relies solely on luck is a snooze.”

“What do you mean by ‘solely luck’? It’s clearly a match of memory! You need both the suit and the number in sync to score. If you think it’s just chance, show me your skill!”

“I actually believe this game is a sharp divider between the strong and the weak!”

a tightness in her chest; she couldn’t believe it—Allison had just clinched a win by pure

wasn’t sure, but it seemed like Amor was

game doesn’t have much spark with only two players,” Amor squinted in Melany’s direction and then spoke

willing to join can step

the leather sofa as he watched, clearly

few were tempted, but many hesitated. The stakes were staggering—a single card flip

here had the nerve

up her chips and raised them high. “Anyone wanting to join—I’ll grant them

eyes fixed enviously on the

“Me! Amor, I’ll play!”

“Count me in, Amor!”

sharp memory. Let me

of volunteers surged forward, each vying for Amor’s favor. In the midst of the chaos, Allison watched shrewdly. She knew exactly what Amor was doing—she was stirring