Chapter 173
Chapter 173:
The new round kicked off, and Jacob’s eyes narrowed in concentration, exuding a quiet confidence that only someone accustomed to winning could have.
Yelena, however, remained a picture of composure. After the dealer had shuffled the cards, she barely spared a glance at them before casually placing a bet of two hundred thousand.
Jacob, now determined not to be caught off guard again, took his turn with an air of mystery, inspecting his cards before raising the stakes to five hundred thousand.
As the dealer revealed the community cards, it quickly became clear; Yelena was in the lead.
But this time, Jacob wasn’t nervous in the least.
The last round had caught him off guard, a mistake he couldn’t afford to repeat. It had been ridiculous how Yelena had pulled that win out of nowhere. This time, he kept his cool.
Yelena’s face was as unreadable as ever, her eyes steady and calm as she matched his five hundred thousand bet without hesitation.
To her, it was just money—mere numbers that held little weight. The onlookers were on edge, eyes glued to the table, waiting for the next twist.
After all, who could predict what would happen after that wild turn of events in the previous round?
The dealer revealed the community cards, and Yelena glanced over them, her expression not changing in the slightest. Without missing a beat, she pushed all her chips forward in a bold move.
The crowd held their breath. It wasn’t a surprise anymore; they’d grown used to her fearless gambles.
“Well?” Yelena’s voice broke the silence. “Are you going to follow p>
Jacob sneered, his confidence unshaken. “You’re still too green, girl. You might’ve caught me last round, but not this time. You won’t trick me again p>
𝓵α𝓽𝓔𝓼𝓉 с𝖍𝖆ρ𝗍𝓮𝗋𝓈
His arrogance was palpable. He had a pair of Queens—strong, but not unbeatable. Unless Yelena had a pair of Kings or Aces, she didn’t stand a chance.
He studied the board, convinced that she couldn’t possibly have a pair of Kings—there was only one King showing.
No way could she be that lucky.
After a few rounds, Jacob thought he had Yelena figured out.
She was just a novice, with neither the skill nor the luck to outplay him.
Jacob was sure Yelena’s win in the last round was just a fluke. Without a second thought, he pushed all his chips forward, his eyes gleaming with unshakable confidence.
“I’m all-in. Who am I kidding? Of course I’ll follow. This time, you’ll lose everything, mark my words,” Jacob declared, his voice oozing with arrogance.
His men laughed, already picturing the two million slipping into their hands.
It was almost laughable how easy the money seemed.
Yelena’s lips curled into a smirk, a trace of mockery in her gaze. “Confidence is one thing, but overconfidence? That’s a dangerous game. Are you sure you won’t regret this? There are plenty of witnesses here p>
Jacob waved her off. “Enough with the talk. My word’s good. If you win, you take the money and walk away. If you lose, you’ll do as we agreed. I’ll honor my word, don’t worry about that,” he said, patting his chest with assurance.
Yelena studied him for a moment. Those were the exact words she’d been waiting for.
“Alright then,” she said coolly. “Let’s reveal the cards p>
Jacob didn’t waste a second. He flipped over his cards, revealing a pair of Queens—a strong hand, no doubt.