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

your

still had

would guarantee

he

It was a twelve.

were so close to

Disappointment washed over him.

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

as he approached to collect

“Your share of the five billion

Please leave now.

called out,

afford

his hands on

says I’ve lost? You proposed adding another round after

propose

masked man

in his eyes beneath

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