Chapter 1696


    Chapter 1696 The Odds in Cindy’s Favor


    Cindy’s tight expression only meant that her mind was focused after losing the past few rounds, and


    she was neither angry nor anxious as she nced up at Logan. “No, I’m not half scared to death. I’m


    just a little slow at picking up on the basics of the game, that’s all.”


    Logan blinked at her in surprise. “You mean you’ve never yed poker before?”


    “Not really, but I’ve seen others y,” she exined tly.


    Hazel yed poker all the time, and there had been days when Cindy needed her help, but she always


    brushed Cindy off by saying she couldn’t leave the table on a whim. As a result, Cindy would wait by


    the sidelines and catch a glimpse or two of the game, but she never bothered to learn.


    Upon hearing this, Logan sighed and pointed out, “You could have told us sooner.”


    He stopped and left his seat, after which he walked up to the door to summon an attendant. The


    attendant was meant to take over Cindy’s spot, for Logan had asked Ian to guide her through the rest


    of the game.


    Ian stood up and took the seat next to Cindy’s without objection, and at that moment, she couldn’t help


    her frustration. It was as if they were back to ying the game from earlier, only this time she had


    trouble making sense of her cards.


    On the surface, Ian might look like he was guiding her through the poker game, but in reality, he was


    distracting her. She had already forgotten all that he had taught her about the video game; his


    exnations now might clear her doubts, but she had a feeling that it would only take a second before


    confusion seeped in once more.


    She was acutely aware of how close he was as they sat next to each other, though this was nothing


    probably only sitting next to her so he could see her cards and help her with them, but that didn’t mean


    he wasn’t too close to her forfort.


    Presently, the attendant took the empty seat to resume the poker game.


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    This time, Ian was not an active yer, and he allowed Cindy to arrange her own cards. It was only


    when he felt like something might go wrong that he gave her a gentle reminder or two.


    This made it easier for Cindy to rx and focus on the game, but Logan was a little miffed as he


    snapped, “Ian, watch your girlfriend! She’s totally throwing off my momentum—you’re supposed to be


    guiding her instead of letting her go rogue on the stakes. Oh, for heaven’s sake!”


    Cindy had decided to raise the stakes again.


    Ian scoffed in amusement and taunted, “Are you going to fold?”


    Logan clenched his jaw and rolled up his sleeves. “First of all, I wouldn’t fold even if you were ying


    on her behalf. I’m a legend at poker games, and I’ve been ying poker for as long as I can remember.


    Do you really think I’d have a bad hand after all this time?”


    If he had to be honest, his hand wasn’t that extraordinary, and he wasn’t sure why he was being


    haughty all of a sudden. Perhaps he was trying to look good in front of his own wife, but L didn’t


    even spare him a nce as she stared at her own cards.


    Cindy was entertained by their interactions, but she swallowed the bubble ofughter that threatened to


    escape her. Ian, on the other hand, was mute as he drew closer to her.


    The game went on, and this time, Ian made sure to rein Cindy in. He patiently exined the types of


    hand she had and which cards she should trade, but instead of helping her every step of the way, he


    merely prompted her once in a while. Eventually, she got the hang of poker.


    Ever since Ian had joined Cindy’s side, the odds seemed to turn against Logan.


    L, however, was apathetic toward her husband as she drawled, “This is what you get for bragging


    about your ‘legendary’ skills. Hope you’re hungry enough to eat your own words.”


    Logan frowned. He didn’t like the idea of folding, not after all his years of ying poker, and certainly


    not while Ian was at the table. With a proud sniff, he said, “Just wait and see. I’ll have the odds in my


    favor soon.”


    He spoke too soon, for he remained idle while everyone else—especially L—at the table was


    beginning to trade cards faster than he had expected. L looked like she was more than ready to


    show her hand, and she believed Cindy and the attendant were ready as well. Logan was the only one


    who seemed reluctant, and her heart went out to him.


    Meanwhile, Cindy hade into the game with the presumption that Logan was a card shark through


    and through, given his track record from the first few rounds.


    But that was before Ian joined her side, and the attendant was obviously a card shark himself. L


    mightck the finesse of a seasoned yer, but it was clear to see that Logan had held back during the


    game.


    At the end of the day, Logan was still on the losing side, but one had tomend his ability to talk his


    way through his losses. He didn’t fold, but even when he had the worst hand for thest few rounds, he


    still maintained his streak of sassymentary.


    Cindy could no longer stop herself fromughing. “You’re all talk, Logan, but I think you’re doing just as


    badly as I did when I started out!”