?<strong>Chapter 538:</strong>


    “Scarlet Snake, your talent is truly something to behold. Seems I’ve underestimated you.”


    With resolve, Amor looked up at Allison, her expression a mask of neutrality, fingers tightly clenched.


    “If you winter, all this money — and even my fingers — could be yours.”


    Allison caught the underlying meaning.


    The ttery was just bait, suggesting that if Allison pretended ignorance and triumphed, she could walk away with all the chips and settle the score.


    But Allison wasn’t the type to let grudges slip through the cracks easily, and she wouldn’t let Amor off the hook so lightly. “You’re jumping the gun, Amor. What if I make a blunderter? You might still snag a win.”


    Allison tilted her head, an enigmatic smile ying on her lips.


    Amor was taken aback.


    She couldn’t tell if Allison was feigning ignorance or genuinely clueless.


    It was their turn to flip cards again, and Mny, still rattled from her earlier mistake, hesitated before stepping forward to rify. “Amor, should we flip the top set now?”


    Amor’s voice dripped with ice. “How should I know? Figure it out yourself!”


    Mny recoiled, nearly trembling under Amor’s murderous re. The dealer nudged them onward, and with Amor unwilling to share any more, Mny nervously flipped two cards, only to discover they weren’t a pair.


    To make matters worse, even Amor’s cards were wrong! Mny’s mind swirled in chaos, feeling as if she were standing in a freezer.


    What was Amor thinking?


    Everything had been flowing smoothly at first, and Mny had just flipped the wrong card — not lost the chance to turn things around. Yet Amor seemed to have thrown in the towelpletely!


    Allison slowly approached.


    “Miss Prescott, maybe you were seeing things. Perhaps you need a break.”


    Amor’s shock was palpable as she stared at Allison, gritting her teeth and stepping back, a nervous chuckle escaping her lips.


    But Allison was relentless, pressing forward.


    Both women remained calm, yet Amor sensed a dangerous edge in Allison’s dark eyes, a glimmer of gambler’s madness.


    Allison was unhinged!


    Instinctively, Amor retreated until she bumped into a pile of chips behind her.


    Bang!


    Chips scattered across the floor, but there was no time to fret over that. Amor knew Allison had sniffed out the cheating, and she had to y her cards close to her chest to avoid exposure! Her chest heaved as she fought to maintain herposure. “What… do you want?”


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