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.

was very simple, and all

Mufron long enough and she sure

you've got a great hand today. We've lost a lot to you. Mr. Robertson, aren't you afraid that this lady might lose all her money? Everyone here

was looking

Knowles, right?" Senator Hughes gestured to the chips and waved his hand, "The stakes are a little

she saw Senator Hughes wave his

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

won't join

the chips in front of him to Joyce, "You play a hand. It's okay.

thought of something,

lost, Otis would just let them win some money back tonight so that they would not be so

Ms. Knowles won, then Otis had also made the beauty happy and their money would be well worth it. It would be good to him either way. "OK, no problem. Deal

Moore showed his left hand as

deal the cards

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Mr. Clark sat in the small blind seat and

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

she looked down and smiled, her lips curling up at the corners. She took out

times Mr. Clark's