The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1299:

Lady Luck, it seemed, had turned her back on Corrine for the moment. She lost again.

Resting her chin on her hand, she let out a soft sigh, her expression a mix of feigned concern and graceful resignation. It was as if she was unaffected by the loss, yet a subtle vulnerability added to her charm.

Jonathan leaned back in his chair, his victory mounting as he surveyed the growing pile of chips before him. A triumphant smile played on his lips. “It seems, Nate, that the northern docks will soon be mine.”

“Is that so?” Corrine interrupted before Nate could speak. “I might win them back in the next round.”

The dealer’s eyes flashed with derision at her words.

In the world of casinos, gamblers were like moths to a flame, always clinging to the hope of a comeback, never recognizing when to walk away. Corrine, like so many before her, seemed destined to fall deeper into the trap of false hope.

The third round began, and this time, Corrine wore an expression of calm determination, watching the dealer’s every movement with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

her chips

raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharp as ever.

this point, the pot had grown to a staggering 200 million, and the stakes could not have been

chips, but the northern

his grin

thick with certainty. Victory, it

𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘁

responded lazily, resting her chin on her hand as she turned over her own cards, one by one. “Too bad you are one

Her hand—twenty-one points.

point higher than

widened, disbelief

rare, but