Secrets Of The Neglected Wife

Chapter 514:

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But a hint of a smile crept onto Allison’s face, as if she was trying too hard to rein in her emotions. She couldn’t mask the tiniest flash of excitement.

Amor’s eyes narrowed. “Looks like Lady Luck’s throwing you a bone this time, Miss Scarlet Snake.”

“All bluff, no bite,” Allison mused aloud, a hint of satisfaction creeping onto her face. “Still, it’s better than last round.” She nudged a stack of chips forward, her casual gesture almost too casual.

Amor mirrored her move, adding her own chips to the growing pot without a second thought.

When the next three community cards were flipped over, Allison’s gaze drifted toward Fay, who stood just behind Amor.

Fay’s lips began to curl upward, betraying her reaction — Amor had a formidable hand.

But Allison’s face remained as calm as a still lake. She slid a significant pile of chips into the center. “Raise by one million.” The total pot now soared to over four million.

Allison’s expression held a trace of barely concealed excitement, a spark that didn’t escape Amor’s notice. Suspicion flickered across her face as she hesitated for a heartbeat.

Bluff? Or beginner’s luck?

“Call,” Amor replied, squinting across the table.

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The fifth community card flipped.

Amor’s cool demeanor shifted as she laid her hand flat on the table, her fingers tapping rhythmically as she assessed the situation.

With two Kings and the community cards, her hand now showed three Kings and a pair of Threes.

A powerful hand—but not a guarantee.

With an easy smile, Amor pushed forward another three million. “Still calling?”noveldrama

Her words were breezy, relaxed — a psychological nudge to test Allison’s nerves.

Allison’s response was subtle but telling; she began to bite her lip, fidgeting with the corner of her cards, casting furtive glances at them as if caught in indecision. “Let me think.”

Whispers rippled through the onlookers.

Allison’s novice play in the previous round had cost her dearly, yet here she was, betting aggressively once more. Did she have a trick up her sleeve?

Allison took a long breath, braced herself, and slid nearly her entire stack of chips forward. “Raise. Ten million!”

The crowd gasped, and the air buzzed with excitement as her words hit like a bombshell.

“All-in! Is Amor going to take the bait?” someone murmured, and the room held its breath.

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