After a moment’s hesitation, he clenched his jaw and decided to draw another card.

The second card flipped was a 3.

Coen exhaled in relief.

Adding the card had been the right move, or he would have stood no chance in such a tight spot.

The masked man also opted to draw more cards, revealing an 11 for his second draw.

Coen had eight and the man held eleven.

They opted not to draw additional cards this time.

The man, going first, confidently flicked his wrist and a ten Landed on the table, bringing his total to a perfect twenty-one.

Everyone around the table could clearly see the unfolding drama.

Unless Coen’s final card was miraculously thirteen, his defeat was imminent.

Coen’s face fell as he realized the man had hit twenty-one.

He hesitated, his final card still face down in front of him.

like forever, the masked

you choose not to reveal your

still had a sliver

fold now would guarantee his

luck, he flipped

It was a twelve.

so close to a

Disappointment washed over him.

been such a fortunate evening thus far; he had won the first round

member declared as he approached to collect the cards from the

“Your share of the

Please leave now.

out,

afford to lose

hands on the table, he produced

lost? You proposed adding another round after the first

propose

masked man

gleam flickered in his eyes beneath

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