?<strong>Chapter 530:</strong>


    Amor, riding the confidence of her early lead, yed with practiced ease, flipping three pairs of cards effortlessly. Mny followed her cues, revealing cards as instructed.


    “Easy money!” Mnyughed inwardly, feeling smug. She knew she was merely a pawn for Amor, but at least she was regaining some of her losses and avoiding utter ruin.


    Mny’s spirits lifted until she nced over at Allison and Ken, and her smile froze, reced by disbelief.


    “How are they matching every card?” she muttered, stunned. Even Amor, who had lounged with a confident smirk, now wore a deep frown.


    In just three rounds, Allison and Ken had matched all twelve cards perfectly, closing the gap with six points.


    Amor paused, her drink forgotten mid-sip. Was Allison really capable of such precise memory? The idea seemed absurd, even to her.


    Even the most prodigious memory wasn’t wless, and Amor had rigged the game, so she should have been the only one with an advantage.


    Mny’s jaw clenched as she tried to calm herself. “Maybe they’re just having a lucky streak,” she muttered.


    “Their memories can’t hold out forever. And we’re still ahead by more than ten points,” she reassured herself and Amor. However, despite her attempts to soothe Amor’s nerves, her doubt deepened.


    As a seasoned gambler who had just witnessed how Allison yed the poker game, she knew Allison’s type — patient and poised, waiting for the perfect moment to reveal her ace. Still, Mny was right about one thing — the score gap was substantial.


    If Allison made a mistake now, Amor would seize the moment.


    “Let’s keep going,” Amor ordered, her eyes narrowing. “Stay focused.”


    Mny nodded quickly. “Of course.”


    The rounds continued, but Allison and Ken’s performance remained wless, a disy of precision that stunned the crowd. Meanwhile, Amor’s side began faltering, with errors piling up, especially from Mny.


    Allison continued to reveal pair after pair, including several that Amor had intended to use in theter stages of the game. The precision of Allison’s memory caught Amor off guard, shaking her confidence.


    “Amor… Amor, I’m sorry, I made a mistake,” Mny whispered, her voice quivering.


    Mny’s inability to keep track of the cards was worsening. Watching Allison excel only heightened her anxiety, leading to even more blunders.


    Amor’s eyes zed with fury as she snapped, “You fool! If you can’t remember, you may as well be dead at this table.”


    Regret simmered within Amor. Partnering with Mny had been a grave mistake.


    The mounting errors on their side led to several missed opportunities, and now, their scores were dead even.


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