“Shh, keep it down.

Just look at Mr.

Wilde’s face.

It doesn’t matter how big a shot Mr.

Mitchell is in Cadilind; he’s got to watch his back here.

With all this attention, he might find himself in hot water after the game.

Hannah clenched her fists tight.

“Hannah,” Winston said softly, calling her name.

Slowly, Hannah turned and gave him a small shake of her head, signaling him to hold back.

Winston caught the serious expression on Hannah’s face and chose to stay silent.

Meanwhile, the game at the gambling table pressed on, and Rodrigo struggled to keep his smile.

He was losing to Bryson again and again, his voice tinged with annoyance.

“Mr.

Mitchell, where have you been the past few days? I see now that you’ve been hiding away, scheming to defeat me at the gambling table and leave me penniless”

his chair, playing

fingers were slender and

you can’t

not afford to lose?” Rodrigo’s voice was heavy with

anything you

grin at the edges of his lips, Bryson remarked, “Well, how about we bet a hundred

The room went silent.

gambling table, curious to see if Rodrigo

banged his hand on the

“Fold!”

his cards out for

that you can

grinned and spread his cards

the black and gold cards

way! He’s so

again! Incredible! How does he always pull it

as he glanced at

teeth, he burst out, “Good, very

Let’s have another round!”

Bryson just stood

“It’s no use, Rodrigo.

You can’t beat me.

This is getting boring.

quickly encircled him and Caleb

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