Master of his heart

Chapter 392
Dustin remained cool as a cucumber throughout the game, only casting a glance
when he overheard someone gossiping about Brielle, which promptly silenced
the chatter.
Brielle paid no mind to the whispers, focusing intently on the fifth round. This
time, she upped the ante with a whopping 18 million. She held her ground
through the first round of betting and waited as the community cards were
revealed.
Connor, spotting her serious expression, couldn't help but smirk. “Brielle, looks
like you're finally willing to dig deep into your pockets. Too bad, though. The more
you lay down, the harder you're gonna fall. There are plenty of ways for a lady to
make a buck, but you just had to pick the one you're least cut out for.”
The community cards were a Jack of Spade, a Five of Hearts, and a Five of
Diamonds.
In Connor's hand was a Five of Spades and an Ace of Diamonds, giving him at
least a pair. He matched Brielle’s 18 million bet and provocatively eyed her.
Unfazed by his taunts, Brielle watched as the betting round completed and the
fourth community card was turned over — an Ace of Spades.
Now, it was just her and Connor left at the table. She raised to 24 million, giving
Connor a measured smile. “Mr. Connor, you wouldn't happen to be sitting on just
two pairs, would you?”
Her tone was light as a feather. After speaking, she nudged her chips forward,
indicating she was ready to keep playing.
This was the first time Brielle had made it to the end, and it was down to just the
two of them. The onlookers, curious about her hole cards given her confident
demeanor, began to murmur among themselves.
“She's gotten the hang of the rules and has been playing it safe. She must have
something solid to have stayed in this long.”
“Ha, the dark horse is betting 24 million now. She wouldn't stick around without a
surefire win.” “That's why playing with these types isn’t fun. There's no suspense
in winning’ or losing.”
Connor couldn't believe Brielle could have a better hand, but the spectators
comments sowed a seed of doubt, making his decision to raise a shaky one. In
the end, he just called.
The pot was nearing the four billion mark, and he couldn't believe Brielle had the
appetite for such a gamble. He figured she'd never seen so much money in her
life, so her calm must've been an act, especially since she had barely known the
rules at the start.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, Brielle confidently raised again. And she
doubled it, shooting up to 48 million.
Someone who had been folding at the start was suddenly betting 48 million in
one go, a clear
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sign she was holding a very strong hand.
Sweat began to bead on Connor's forehead, but he tried to look cool as he
locked eyes with Brielle. “Brielle, what's in your hand?”
Brielle’s smile grew. “Though it's my first night at this game, I'm pretty sure
revealing hole. cards to the opponent isn't allowed. Mr. Connor, you've played
long enough; don’t you know the rules?”
Connor bit his lip in frustration. If he called, the pot would grow to six hundred
million. He had won a lot that evening, but he was there to win more, not to
gamble recklessly, especially not with Brielle looking so sure of herself.
Wiping the sweat from his brow and internally cursing Brielle once more, he
gritted his teeth and called the 48 million.
The final card was revealed — a King of Spades.
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That wasn't a surprise for someone like Dustin, but Brielle? Could she handle the
consequences?
The crowd's murmurs grew louder.
“If that’s not a strong hand, I'll eat my hat.”
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“If it's not a royal flush, I'll run naked right here.”
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Calling meant throwing in another 96 million. Raising would only mean putting in
more.
If Brielle had the royal flush, he'd lose another hundred million or so for nothing.
But what if she didn't?