Chapter 170
Chapter 170:
But when the dealer laid out the community cards, Yelena’s response was anything but timid. Without hesitation, she pushed forward a towering stack of chips, raising the stakes to five hundred thousand.
The room tensed. Players exchanged uneasy glances. This was the same woman who had folded earlier with decent hands.
If she was betting so aggressively now, what kind of extraordinary cards could she possibly be holding?
The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with curiosity as everyone leaned in to watch.
Jacob, who had exuded confidence earlier, now looked noticeably uneasy.
His usual bravado faltered as the weight of the game began to sink in.
He fumbled for a cigarette, lighting it with slightly unsteady hands in an attempt to mask his nerves.
Taking a long drag, he glanced at his cards, his lips pressing into a thin line. For the first time, hesitation flickered across his face. Across the table, Yelena’s calm, unwavering gaze locked onto him. Her expression was composed, almost serene.
“Are you in p>
Jacob shifted uncomfortably, glancing at his cards once more. Finally, he gritted his teeth and muttered, “I’m in p>
He pushed forward a stack of chips, matching Yelena’s audacious five hundred thousand bet.
The pile of chips in the center of the table was enormous, and Jacob’s pulse quickened at the sight of it.
He played often, but never with stakes this high.
Typically, bets in this casino hovered around fifty or a hundred thousand—not life-altering, but enough to keep things interesting.
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Jacob had played countless rounds under those stakes and thrived. This time, however, he’d completely miscalculated. He had pegged Yelena as timid and inexperienced, the type to hesitate at the slightest risk.
But now, watching her calmly push hundreds of thousands of chips forward without so much as a blink, Jacob realized he’d gravely underestimated her.
Her boldness and composure were unsettling, forcing him to reevaluate his approach.
Her fearlessness had already unnerved his two associates, who sheepishly folded their cards and backed out, leaving Jacob alone to face Yelena.
He had thought Yelena would crack under the pressure, but she sat across the table, unfazed. Her eyes betrayed nothing, her expression unreadable as she leaned slightly forward and said, “I’m going all in. Are you p>
With that, she slid all her chips forward. Two million.
The room fell silent, stunned by the audacity of her move. Gasps rippled through the crowd.
Two million in chips? All in one round?
This wasn’t just bold—it was breathtakingly risky.
If she lost, it would be a complete wipeout.
For most people, two million was more than they’d see in a lifetime.
The tension in the air was electric, the stakes impossibly high. Initially, Yelena had seemed like a novice, tentative and careful, as though she wasn’t even familiar with the rules.
But now, she played like a seasoned pro, fearlessly going all in with a confidence that left everyone scrambling to understand her.
The crowd’s eyes darted to her cards. An Ace and a King were visible.