You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

If it was not a flush, he really couldn't think of any other patterns she could possibly have to have the courage to provoke him like that. "Huh." Joyce shrugged, gathered all the chips on the table in front of herself and laughed, "There's no rule that the winner has to show her hand.”

“You!” Mr. Moore was a little annoyed.

He lost so much money and he could not even take a look at her hand if he wanted to?

At that moment, in the banquet hall, an escalating tune rang out.

The people inside the hall stirred up again.

Joyce raised her wrist to check the time. It was eight, and Charlotte should be on stage.

She stood up and picked up her handbag, “It's Mrs. Robertson's birthday party, and our warming up entertainment should be over. It's time for everyone to meet our heroine for the day.”

She picked up her two cards and gently placed them in Otis’ hand. Her red lips opened slightly, “As for what my hand is, it depends on whether Mr. Robertson is willing to tell you all. I'll leave you guys to have a good time."

"Wait."

When he saw that she was leaving, Otis was a bit reluctant and he wanted to her hand.

But she deftly avoided it, "Mr. Robertson, please don't forget what we are all here for."

that, she turned around gracefully and her burgundy back disappeared enchantingly into the middle of the banquet

looked at her straight back and perfect lines, and could not move his eyes for a

what cards did she have? Is

Hughes was also curious

gloomier. He thought he had been somewhat humiliated

bowed his head and took a look at

open and he

really got a lot

of clubs. It was clearly a bad hand,

simply

then wanted to come up

Robertson, what exactly did she

put the cards down again, and with a faint smile,

"If you lose, you lose, and you don't need to know her cards. There is

don't always know how you fail." The others then all

nothing they could do about it,

really something. And

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