Chapter 228
Chapter 228:
She seemed flawless, capable of anything, like a Supergirl. Never a hint of weakness, always steady, always in control.
It was no surprise that, for all her warmth, she remained more composed and clear-headed than he ever could be. Brad still didn’t understand why Rylie had deceived him, but that didn’t matter anymore. Now, his only thought was to reach her side as quickly as possible—to protect her.
Unaware of the storm she had stirred behind her, Rylie remained composed, her confidence unshaken. Her slender fingers tapped the table in a slow, steady rhythm. A faint curve touched her red lips. Her gaze, calm yet unflinching, swept across the table, elegant and formidable all at once.
In the first round, her hole cards were revealed: the Ace of Spades and the King of Hearts.
Silver Snake narrowed his eyes, a self-assured smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “All in.”
Feigning a trace of hesitation, Rylie let her slender fingers glide slowly across the chips before nudging forward her own fifteen-million stack. Her voice was smooth, unshaken. “I call.”
The dealer flipped the cards. Three Queens for Silver Snake. Two pairs for Rylie.
“The fifteen million is mine,” Silver Snake chuckled, sweeping the chips toward him as mocking laughter erupted from the surrounding crowd.
“Haha, this woman really doesn’t know the first thing about gambling!”
“Did she even last five minutes? Fifteen million gone just like that? Some people are rich but hopelessly stupid.”
“Silver Snake’s going to clean house tonight!”
Phillip crumpled to the floor, his face drained of all color. “It’s over… Everything’s over…”
Rylie’s expression turned cold as she bit down on her lip, her voice low and firm. “You cheated.”
Silver Snake burst out laughing. “Miss, against someone as green as you, I could win blindfolded. Why on earth would I need to cheat?”
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Rylie drummed her fingers against the table, her voice crisp with challenge. “Another round, double the stakes.”
Silver Snake raised an eyebrow. “Miss, do you have any money left? You already lost your fifteen million.”
Feigning playful indifference, Rylie gave a soft scoff. “I have plenty. Thirty million dollars, double the odds. Do you dare?” The crowd erupted with gasps and murmurs.
A glint of greed sparked in Silver Snake’s eyes as he slowly licked his lips. “Then you’ll need to prepare sixty million. Once the chips are on the table, we’ll continue.”
Rylie hesitated just long enough to stir curiosity. “I’ll make a call.”
As she began to rise, a firm hand landed on her shoulder, pushing her back into the chair. The casino security stepped in, blocking her path. Silver Snake gave a slow chuckle. “You can call from right here, Miss. Once you’re at the table, you don’t get to walk away.”
Silver Snake was intrigued. As a veteran of the casino’s inner circles, he prided himself on knowing every high roller who mattered. But this woman, elegant, poised, and fearless, was a complete enigma.