Chapter 45

Yasmin froze in place.

All her savings combined only amounted to 10,000 dollars. How could she pay now?

Erik saw how ugly her expression was and chuckled. “Don’t tell me you don’t even have a couple

hundred thousand dollars saved up, Yasmin?”

“This won’t do,” Joel responded. “A couple hundred thousand dollars is nothing with Blake around.

He’ll surely cover for Yasmin.”

Yasmin’s face had crumpled.

Blake had cut her bank card off. Where could she find the money to pay back everyone at the

table?

Right when she was moping about this, Joel called out, “Blake, why don’t you come to play

Yasmin’s hand? She keeps on losing.”

Blake was looking at his phone on the couch. He shot Yasmin a look when Joel said this.

Yasmin’s brows knitted tightly together as she thought about her financial debt.

Blake’s own brows knitted slightly. He got up and went to the card table. “Scooch over.”

Yasmin looked up at him.

Blake met her eyes.

“Move. Do you hear me?”

Yasmin glumly shuffled over.

Blake sat down beside her. Then, he said, “Shuffle the cards.”

Yasmin returned to her senses immediately. She tugged at his clothes when no one was looking,

whispering, “You’re still playing? I already lost 300,000 dollars!”

Blake got another card from Erik, adding it to his hand. He then pried Yasmin’s hand away

from his shirt.

“Are you listening to me?” Yasmin growled when Blake ignored her. She reached over to tug at his

clothes again, but this time, she accidentally touched a certain somewhere when Blake dodged her

hand.

Blake’s breathing hitched. He shot her an icy look. “Keep your hands to yourself in public.”

Yasmin flushed red. She didn’t do it on purpose!

Everyone at the table grew more serious now that Blake had joined them. They were all looking at

the cards, no longer paying attention to Yasmin and Blake.

Yasmin quietly sighed in relief. She leaned into Blake’s ear and whispered, “Be careful. This is a

very expensive round.”

As if deliberately opposing her, Blake added another card to his hand.

“Hey!”

“Yasmin snapped unhappily.

Blake grinned. “You won’t lose with me around.”

Yasmin was about to call him a proud snob when Erik added a card to his hand. Blake then called,

“Dealer’s bust.”

Blake then put his cards out for all to see. Joel leaned over to look. “Five–card Charlie? Damn!

Looks like it’s not that Yasmin’s hand sucks, it’s just that you’re not good at blackjack.”

Yasmin wasn’t good at it. She didn’t even know how much a five–card Charlie could win.

She turned her curious eyes to Joel and asked, “How much did this set win?”

“300,000 dollars. You’ve won back your due, Yasmin.”

Yasmin was stunned. She glanced at Erik to find his expression somewhat sour.

This made her feel gleeful. She looked back at Blake.

He was already starting the second round with a calm expression on his face.

“I didn’t know you knew how to play blackjack,” Yasmin murmured gently in his ear.

“I don’t play much.” Blake’s tone was flat. “I just have a good memory. I learned the basics after

playing with my mother during New Year’s.”

Yasmin marveled at his talent.

Sure enough, Yasmin’s financial nightmare ended once Blake joined their game.

Now, it was Erik who stopped getting blackjacks.

Blake won several rounds, none of which Yasmin knew how to calculate. She turned to Joel and

asked, “How much have I won now, Dr. Sawyer?”

“You’ve already won a little over a million dollars, Yasmin.”

Yasmin’s eyes widened.

“You’ve basically won against everyone now that Blake is here to help you, Yasmin. Blake has a

good memory and can remain calm all the time. None of us usually play with him,”

Joel said.

So that was how it was.