You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

At the end of the conversation, she simply brought Otis out.

She just came over to say hello, not to keep these old men company with their bullshit.

"You!" Senator Hughes looked very embarrassed by her unmerciful disrespect.

Otis laughed brightly, "Ms. Knowles is always so straightforward. Please don't mind."

Joyce picked up her diamond handbag from the table, "Mr. Robertson, if there's nothing else, I'll go first."

With that said, she was ready to get up.

Otis suddenly reached out and put a hand on her arm.

"What's the hurry? We can play a few rounds together before you leave.”

He pointed to the cards tossed all over the coffee table.

Joyce scanned across the table. Otis had the most chips in front of him, so they must have been playing for a while before she arrived.

which was very

had been at Mufron long enough and

got a great hand today. We've lost a lot to you. Mr. Robertson, aren't you afraid that

was looking down

to win Ms. Knowles, right?" Senator Hughes gestured to the chips and waved his hand, "The stakes

gently when she saw Senator Hughes wave his hand. Five fingers. Was

so that could be a multi-million dollar bet. What a crowd

join you

to Joyce, "You play a

Mr. Clark thought

pondered in his mind that if Ms. Knowles lost, Otis would just let them win some money back

also made the beauty happy and their money would be well worth it. It would be good

his left hand as a

the cards

straightened the cards on the table and then dealt two cards to each of the four of them. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website

Clark sat in the small blind seat and he pushed five chips

bet, and then the two people behind her must bet as much as she did. With her long, slender fingers, she gently turned over

curling up at the corners. She took out fifty chips and

times Mr.