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.

knew Texas Holdem, which was very

had been at Mufron long

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 is

he was looking down

to the chips and waved his hand, "The stakes are

wave his hand. Five fingers. Was a chip worth fifty

could be a multi-million dollar bet. What

won't join you

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

Mr. Clark thought of

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

showed his left hand

the

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the small blind seat

two people behind her must bet as much as she did. With her long, slender

smiled, her lips curling up at the corners. She took out fifty chips and

times Mr. Clark's