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.

all her

eyebrow, his gaze sharp

this point, the pot had grown to a staggering 200 million,

take the chips, but the northern docks would be his as

his

was thick with certainty. Victory, it seemed,

????? ??

Corrine responded lazily, resting her chin on her hand as she turned over her own

Her hand—twenty-one points.

higher than

eyes widened, disbelief flashing across his

blackjack, a perfect twenty was rare, but twenty-one? A blackjack