Chapter 394
Brielle was nonplussed by his tirade it was nothing more than Impotent fury.
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Connor, a big–shot CEO, was stooping to berate a woman for winning a poker game? It was crystal
clear who held the moral high ground here.
The other guys at the table had been tempted to speak up for Brielle. Her stunning bluff had caught
everyone off guard. Even they would’ve fallen for it, hook, line, and sinker. Brielle wasn’t just ying
cards; she was ying mind games.
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The onlookers weren’t fans of Connor’s antics either. In this ce, your poker face reflected. your true
character, but with Dustin holding his peace, they just continued to watch the spectacle unfold.
The no–limit Texas Hold’em game had drawn a crowd, with folks from other floors now pressing in to
see the action.
Andrew, with his arm snug around Tessa’s waist, noticed the movement towards the poker table and
raised an eyebrow curiously. “What’s the hubbub?”
“Mr. Clements, haven’t you heard? There’s a newbie at the no–limit table.”
No–limit? That wasn’t a game for greenhorns. Was this just anothermb walking into the
ughterhouse?
The same person who’d informed Andrew couldn’t help but add, “Connor from Apex Dynamics is there,
too. Some rookie bluffed him out of millions, and he’s fuming. The game’s still on. Mr. Clements, want
to take a look? The newbie’s ady, goes by the name of Brielle, I think.”
At the mention of Brielle, Andrew’s face tensed, thinking he’d misheard. Brielle at a high–stakes table?
Membership alone cost a fortune, and she didn’t seem the type to indulge in such luxuries. Even if she
were with Max, that workaholic was thest person you’d expect to find in such an establishment. So,
who had shee with?
Andrew felt an almost uncontroble urge to check out themotion, but Tessa clung to his
arm for dear life.
Ever since her fallout with Brielle, Tessa had hardly set foot outside. Thest person she wanted to
cross paths with was Brielle. She was already feeling out of sorts, and her eyes. reddened with anger.
Her health had been fragile, and she hadn’t been to any entertainment venues in years. But now, she
couldn’t let Andrew out of her sight. An unsettling feeling had gripped her.
“Andrew, let’s not go over there. I’m not feeling well,” she said, her already pale face taking on a pitiful
cast that easily stirred Andrew’s protective instincts. After all, nothing was more important than Tessa’s
health.
He pulled out his phone and shot Max a message. [Did you know Brielle’s at the underground casino?]
Chapter 394
Max was at the Dorsey family estate, where Michael sat at the head of the table, coughing twice but
remaining silent.
Ryan had followed through on Brielle’s expectations and sought out Michael that very evening.
rifying the pending contract between Dorsey International and Kingston Enterprises. The dy in
signing was an undeniable issue.
The executives at Kingston Enterprises, although too busy to manage their business directly, were
growing dissatisfied with Dorsey International’s stalling tactics. A little digging would bring everything to
light.
The atmosphere at the Dorsey family gathering was tense, and Max, having been dragged into it,
couldn’t leave just yet. His phone was on silent, so he missed Andrew’s message.
After sending the text, Andrew carefully escorted Tessa to one of the luxurious private rooms upstairs.
As they reached the stairwell, they could survey thevish scene below, including the
central poker table.
The crowd surrounded the table so thickly that a new round of the game was about to
Tessa leaned on Andrew, sneaking a nce below, and that’s when she saw Brielle, the center of
attention. Behind her stood a retinue of Beaconsfield’s top brass, and even her tablemates. including
Dustin, were prominent figures.
Tessa’s breathing quickened, and her palms turned white with the pressure of her grip. How could
Brielle, who crawled up from the mud, rub shoulders with such elites? Even Tessa herself hadn’t
spoken to these big shots. Damn it all!
Did Brielle deserve this adtion? It was Tessa and Alivia who should be Beaconsfield’s most sought–
after socialites!
Seething with jealousy, Tessa wished Brielle would just drop dead at the poker table. Andrew, too,
caught sight of the bustling table below and hesitated, exining to Tessa. “No–limit Texas Hold’em, I
mean, even I’ve only yed it once after years of poker. You meet a few wild cards, and you can drop
a hundred billion in one night, just like that. You’ve heard of Dustin. right? He’s one of those wild cards.
They said Brielle bluffed her way to millions. Max’s Little Canary is something special, alright. Most
women would’ve buckled at the ‘sight of that lineup.”