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!”

felt a tightness in her chest; she couldn’t believe it—Allison

up, meeting Amor’s gaze. She wasn’t sure, but it seemed like

Melany’s direction and then spoke again. “But add

unfazed. “Anyone willing to join can step

as he watched, clearly relishing the show. The higher the stakes, the more thrilling the

The stakes were staggering—a single card flip would set them

here had the nerve

high. “Anyone wanting to join—I’ll grant them

crowd buzzed with excitement, eyes fixed enviously on the gleaming

“Me! Amor, I’ll play!”

“Count me in, Amor!”

a sharp

Amor’s favor. In the midst of the chaos, Allison watched shrewdly.