Chapter 534:
The onlookers couldnât tear their eyes away, their envy palpable. Even Fay, who had seen her fair share of extravagant displays, couldnât resist sneaking extra glances at the pile.
These chips represented fortunes exchanged for billions in cash! At that moment, the calmest individuals were those sitting at the table.
Once the dealer finished, over two hundred cards from four decks lay haphazardly across the surface. âThe dealing is complete. Let the game begin!â
A coin toss decided that Amor would be the first to flip cards.
Unsurprisingly, she revealed a pair.
Normally, she wouldnât opt for a pair in the opening round â too much risk of raising suspicion, given the low odds of scoring from such a large pool of cards. But this time, Amor was determined to snag those billions.
Having narrowly escaped defeat against Allison in the previous round, she was resolved not to get caught off guard again, opting instead to show the tampered cards right away to secure her win.
Gasps of astonishment rippled through the onlookers. âLady Luck is certainly shining on Amor today! How incredible!â
But Amorâs display only deepened the amusement dancing in Allisonâs eyes.
When it was Allisonâs turn, she effortlessly flipped over a pair of her own.
As the spectators watched the evenly matched contest unfold, Allison suddenly looked up, a quizzical expression crossing her face. âThese cards feel different from what Iâm used to.â
When she heard this, Amorâs hand froze for a brief moment. âWell, of course, each deck comes from a different manufacturer.â
Resting her chin on her hand, Allison mused, âIs that so? Theyâre quite beautiful, arenât they?â
Amorâs eyes flickered, anger simmering just beneath the surface, but she maintained a stoic expression as she continued to flip cards, revealing yet another pair.
Allison mirrored her move, revealing a pair as well.
The gameâs pace quickened, almost without anyone realizing it. Melany, though still on edge, managed to keep her composure under Amorâs watchful eye.
But after more than a dozen rounds, with a quarter of the cards exposed, Melany whispered, âSomething feels off.â Her fingers were clenched tight.
She focused intently on the pairs Allison had revealed, each one flawlessly matched.
âAllison and Kellan havenât missed a single one so far.â
This realization sent waves of anxiety crashing through Melany.
The stakes had escalated beyond what most could fathom!
Even the spectators began to murmur in confusion.
âHow have they matched every card right from the start? It seems a bit too far-fetched.â
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