Chapter 86 Marriages Can Sour Quickly
On the other hand, Norman’sint about his back <b>pad </b>was just an excuse,
He had heard some news and immediately returned to his room, asking his secretary, “Has Wesley really boarded the ship?”
“Vincent saw a figure that looked very much like him, but he wasn’t entirely sure.
Nonnanughed bitterly.
“He’s even keeping a secret while attending our own family’s banquets. What’s making him so afraid to show his face? Truly, he’s been spoiled by his mother!”
He andered, “Send someone to find him!”
The secretary nodded. “Yes,”
Nonman paused <b>for </b>a moment. “Wait, do it discreetly, don’t alert anyone.”
Just in case Wesley had his ns, Norman didn’t want to hold him back.
The secretary replied, “Understood.”
Still feeling uneasy, Norman walked toward the room where the poker game was happening.
That room was now in a brief silence
Charles imed Emelie
William’s gaze shifted to Emelie
Behind him was a floormp, casting shadows that obscured his expression
No one could tell what he was thinking at that moment.
Emelie’s breath caught for a moment.
Everything hung on his decision. If he nodded, she would be at his mercy tonight.
No, she couldn’t rely on this man. Relying on him meant having no hope
Suddenly<b>, </b>Emelie smiled and took a hesitant step forward.
“Hmm? I wonder what the bosses are talking about. I can also y poker. Why don’t you add
Charles looked at her with a sarcastic smile. “You want to join the table, too?”
His remark was clearly mocking her inability to understand her status.
Emelie pretended not to understand and casually said, “My poker skills are not bad. I should be qualified to be a ying partner for the bosses.
<b>Charles </b>leaned back in his chair with a rxed demeanor and said, “Well then, tell us, who do you think should give up their seat for you here?”
Seated at the table were the capital tycoon from the Middleton family in Capebatt City, the venture capitalist from the Swanson family in Weston, the <b>real </b>estate tycoon from the Davis family in Calmcrest, and the technology <b>giant </b>from the Collins family in cidville.
As a woman who was brought here, who did she think should step down for her?
William’s seat directly faced the <b>door</b>, and Emelie couldn’t help but look at him
<b>She </b>actually <b>wanted </b><b>him </b>to step down, preferably <b>straight </b>off the ship and into oblivion.
Before today, she didn’t think <b>William </b>would stoop to this level.
Marriages really could turn sour quickly.
“What are you looking at me for?” William asked calmly. “Do you have something to say?”
“Secretary Hoven can take my ce.” Bryan stood up, buttoning his suit jacket.
“<b>I’m </b>a bit tired of ying. <b>Patricia</b>, apany me for a drink.”
Emelie was most grateful to the brothers from the Swanson family.
Charles noticed her title and raised an eyebrow. “Secretary?” He nced at William with interest, then nodded. “Come.”
Emelie took a seat.
The game quickly started<b>, </b>and Wim was the first in tum, ?
Emelie looked at her hand and said, “I’ll call”
casually raising the chips.
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At first, everyone was just ying for fun, not really taking it seriously, with winning or losing not mattering much.
But with Enelie joining, she yed with great focus, winning hand after hand.
A worthy opponent can spark one’spetitive drive.
As they kept ying, <b>everyone </b>started to get serious. The poker table fell silent, with only the sound of chips clinking.
Bryan stood <b>behind </b>Emelie with a ss of wine.
William raised his bet and looked at Emelie across from him.
<b>She </b>appeared very focused<b>, </b>with her eyshes slightly lowered.Original from N?velDrama.Org.
Charles folded his <b>hand</b>.
Emelie confidently dered, “All in<b>.</b>”
Thomas Collins chuckled. “Why is Charles folding just before Ms. Hoven goes all in?”
Charles didn’t say anything. He bit his tongue and nced at Emelie. He then grinned and nodded.
“Let’s continue.”
In the second round, Emelie yed just as smoothly.
William remarked, “Are you counting cards?”
Counting cards meant remembering every card yed by each <b>yer</b>, what was taken back, and figuring out what <b>cards </b>each yer might hold in their hand and how to <b>y </b>to win.
The great thing about poker as a pastime was that <b>some </b>people yed it casually while others used their brains.
Charles chuckled. “Ms. Hoven has a good mind.”
Emelie’s gaze flickered slightly. She had yed so diligently, waiting for his acknowledgment.