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.

forever, the

not to reveal your card, I’ll take it as you giving

still had a

would

his luck, he flipped

It was a twelve.

close to

Disappointment washed over him.

far; he

staff member declared as he

on, “Your share of

Please leave now.

Coen called out, refusing

couldn’t afford to

his hands on the table,

says I’ve lost? You proposed adding

propose a

masked man had

his

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