The masked man drew a 15 in the opening round.

Coen, on the other hand, started strong with a 7.

The masked man opted not to draw another card, while Coen decided to take one.

Revealing his second card, Coen saw it was a 6, bringing his total to 13.

With a confident grin, he taunted the masked man, “The 6 you were hoping for is in my hand.

Looks like luck isn’t on your side this round!”

The man responded with a courteous smile and said, “Please, flip your final card first.

If Coen’s final card was an 8, victory was assured.

Taking his time, Coen reached for the final card on the table and flipped it over with a dramatic gesture.

It was a five.

nineteen,

deck had few low cards left, minimizing the masked man’s chances

Coen was unfazed.

to beat

in his grasp, he felt victory was inevitable against

man revealed

It was a four.

matched at

a draw, nullifying the

tie stirred a wave of anxiety in Coen, who had been certain of

yelled, “Deal the cards! What are

Coen’s mounting frustration and leaned towards Hannah, whispering, “Do you

her experience in the casino

noted, “He’s hooked

to make

rounds, the previously lively hall gradually

never

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