You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Huh. Senator Hughes, maybe you can ask around and see who's willing to lend you some chips?" Joyce leaned gracefully back in her chair.

She then pointed to Mr. Moore and Mr. Clark.

Neither Mr. Moore nor Mr. Clark made a sound.

At such a point, it was if it had become an end game.

Who would want to lend their chips to Senator Hughes at a time like this?

Senator Hughes looked livid and gloomy.

Unexpectedly, he was kicked out of the game so fast.

It was a shame to be forced to fold by this gorgeous woman in front of him just after the opening of the game.

He realized that perhaps the words he had just said had offended her, so she might have targeted at him.

What a vengeful woman! He better not cross her in the future.

He grimaced and was forced to push his cards toward the center. That was a straight folding.

Next, Mr. Moore called a fifty-chip bet.

to start

diamonds, the seven of clubs, and the ten

round, everyone betted fifty chips again, and Joyce called the same, with

looked around and dealt a fourth card in his

cards on the

were three diamonds, and

his hand and unintentionally frowned. The cards in his hand were too small, and this hand was definitely out of the question.

captured Joyce clearly. Joyce then knew for sure that this Mr. Clark had

cards, but it was never just

had to know how to hide your expression in order to confuse

was simply

the first to raise the

a decisive, unhesitating look. They sure would think that she must have taken a

she already get two

it made no sense for Mr.

wanted to keep his

I

card

“I'm following then."

the

at the table, Joyce and Mr. Moore. She raised