As the final community card was revealed, the lady's keen observation skills paid off. She detected a subtle widening of Harrington's eyes, an involuntary reaction that betrayed his excitement over a potential winning hand. With her carefully concealed poker face, she skillfully matched his bet, luring him into a false sense of security.Harrington, oblivious to the lady's acute perception, confidently revealed his cards, convinced of his victory. But to his astonishment, the lady's hand surpassed his own, her secret trick allowing her to secure another impressive win.The lady, her eyes sparkling with triumph, maintained her composed demeanor as she collected her chips. Unbelievable!"Whispers and gasps filled the air, mingling with applause and exclamations of disbelief. The crowd erupted into a symphony of praise and shocked words, their admiration for the lady's triumph resonating throughout the room."Unbelievable!" someone exclaimed, their voice tinged with awe. "She outsmarted
The lady's gaze shifted towards Oliver, a mixture of surprise and curiosity crossing her face. She assessed him for a moment, contemplating his proposal. A sly smile crept across her lips as she finally responded, her voice dripping with amusement. "Well, well, Oliver. It seems you're not one to back away from a challenge. Very well, I accept. Let's see if you can handle the heat."Logan and Amara stood there, their faces etched with astonishment, as they witnessed Oliver's audacious move. Logan's grip tightened on Oliver's arm, his voice laced with concern. "Oliver, what are you doing? She's using tricks, and you have none. Do you really want to risk losing all that money?"Oliver's smile only widened as he calmly replied, "Logan, if I was able to see through her trick, why can't I prevent it?" His words carried a quiet confidence, a belief in his own abilities.Logan's brows furrowed, torn between worry and curiosity. "But what if you lose, Oliver? We're talking about a substantial
As the lady basked in the applause that resonated throughout the room, her eyes flickered towards Oliver, a glimmer of superiority dancing in her gaze. She spoke with a confident smirk: "Seems like you're no match for me."Oliver, ever composed, met her gaze with a calm demeanor. "The game isn't over yet," he replied, his voice carrying a hint of intrigue.Oliver, ever composed, met her gaze with a calm demeanor. "The game isn't over yet," he replied, his voice carrying a hint of intrigue.Meanwhile, Logan let out a heavy sigh, a tinge of worry etched across his face. "I fear he may have met his match," he confessed to Amara, her voice laced with a touch of concern.Amara, observing Logan's reaction, offered a reassuring perspective."But isn't it a good thing for you? If he loses, you'll get your Lamborghini," she teased, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of her lips.Logan let out another sigh. Her eyes focused on Oliver, a mix of conflicting emotions stirring within him.
Wow! "A wave of shock rippled through the room as Oliver emerged victorious in all rounds, defeating the lady who had been undefeated for so long. The spectators were left astounded, their jaws dropping in disbelief at the unexpected turn of events. Whispers of astonishment filled the air, mingling with gasps of surprise."This is incredible." exclaimed one onlooker, unable to contain their amazement. "This newbie has achieved the impossible!"The shock was palpable, etched on the faces of the crowd. Some covered their mouths in astonishment, while others stared wide-eyed at Oliver, struggling to comprehend the magnitude of his accomplishment.But amidst the sea of stunned expressions, it was the lady's face that painted the picture of sheer disbelief. Her eyes widened, her mouth agape, as if unable to process the reality before her. The shock washed over her like a cold wave, leaving her momentarily frozen in disbelief. The foundation of her confidence had crumbled, replaced by a gn
When they settled into the car, Amara couldn't contain her excitement and exclaimed, "Oliver, you're amazing! You won $2 million, and it was your first time playing."Oliver flashed a confident smile and nodded appreciatively. He then glanced at Logan and teasingly remarked, "Seems like someone isn't too thrilled about missing out on their Lamborghini."Logan frowned and replied, "Don't think I wasn't rooting for you. I was praying for your victory."Amara chimed in, affirming Logan's words. "That's true, Oliver. Logan really wanted you to win."Oliver chuckled and said, "How sweet of you, Logan. But let's not forget, you owe me now."Amara, curious about their next destination, asked, "So, where are we going next?"Before Oliver could respond, his attention was caught by Maria emerging from the gaming center. She opened the door of a sleek BMW and climbed inside.Oliver turned to Amara and suggested, "Let's follow her." He pointed towards Maria, who was now seated in the car.Logan, s
Logan, sitting in the car, observed the unfolding situation with growing concern. She turned to Oliver and urgently said, "Oliver, look, it seems they're about to attack her."Amara, equally alarmed, chimed in, "Wait, isn't that the man from the resort center?"Oliver's face contorted with frustration as he recognized Harrington. "Damn it, it's him, Harrington," he muttered under his breath.Logan furrowed her brow and asked, "But why would he want to attack her? The game is over."Oliver's mind raced with possibilities as he replied, "One possibility is that Harrington wants to harm Maria for the money she won at the gaming center."Logan's expression darkened as she grasped the potential danger. She turned to Oliver and voiced her concern, "That's bad, Oliver. If they want the money, they might harm her."Nodding in agreement, Oliver made up his mind. He turned to Logan and Amara, his voice firm, "You both stay here. I'll go and intervene if anything happens."Logan's voice quivere
Harrington's voice quivered with a mix of concern and authority as he pleaded, "Put the gun down, Maria. You could kill someone."A sneer curled on Maria's lips, her eyes gleaming with defiance. "Who cares if someone dies?" she retorted, her grip on the pistol tightening. Without hesitation, she raised her arm and squeezed the trigger, directing her aim at another assailant's leg.An agonizing scream tore through the air as the bullet found its mark, piercing the flesh and causing the unfortunate target to crumble to the ground. Blood spilled from the wound, staining the pavement crimson.With a chilling glare, Maria turned her attention back to Harrington. The gun remained trained on him, a potent symbol of the power she held in her hands. "Do you think I'm joking, Harrington?" She taunted, her voice laced with cold determination. "I suggest you take this seriously."Harrington's face contorted with anger, his voice seethed with frustration. "You dare threaten me? I'm a person of im
Harrington, his face contorted with anger and confusion, addressed Oliver with a stern tone. "Young man, what are you doing here?"Oliver's expression twisted into a sneer as he met Harrington's gaze. "I think you should be asking yourself that question, Harrington. What brought you here?"Harrington's anger flared, and he retorted, "I will deal with you soon enough. Now, one of you, open her car and bring me the money!"One of Harrington's men quickly approached Maria's car and searched frantically, but to his dismay, he found no sign of the money. He relayed the disappointing news to Harrington, who grew increasingly furious."Where is the money?" Harrington demanded, his voice laced with aggression as he turned his attention back to Maria.Oliver interjected, a hint of amusement in his tone. "You see, Harrington, I have the money. I won her fair and square."Harrington's shock was palpable. He had doubted Maria's claim about Oliver winning her, but now faced with reality, his anger