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

been at Mufron long enough and she

you afraid that this

seemed like he was looking

gestured to the chips and waved his hand, "The stakes are a little high today. Can

Senator Hughes wave his hand. Five fingers. Was a chip

of chips so that could be a multi-million

won't join

in front of him to Joyce, "You play

Clark thought

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

be well worth it. It would be good to him either way. "OK, no problem. Deal the

Moore showed his left hand as a

deal the cards

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Clark sat in the small blind seat and he pushed

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

her lips curling up at the

ten times Mr. Clark's