President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

Weston heard nothing else but a royal flush.

The chance of a novice getting this deck was one in tens of thousands, unless she got a stroke of luck.

But if not, why did that stingy woman dare to lay down eight hundred million dollars so decisively?

There was only one possibility that her deck of cards could make her over anyone.

Weston was a little hesitant when he put in a hundred million dollars in the last lap.

At this moment, when he heard the onlookers say it. His brows directly furrowed, and subconsciously he looked towards Victoria.

But this woman remained damned composed. At the moment there was no expression on her face whatsoever, and even noticed his gaze and turned her head to look at him.

“Mr. Kingsley, it’s the last round, don’t you want to come down?”

The implication was that if he gave up, all the money in the bottom pool would go to her.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

She was merely stating a fact, but Weston was so stirred up at the moment that he just thought it was Victoria’s way of provoking him.

It was not that he couldn’t afford to lose eight hundred million dollars, but knowing that he was going to lose eight hundred million dollars, he was not going to be stupid enough to throw more money at it.

He made a pretense of turning his wrist to throw the cards out.

Victoria glanced at his movement and laughed softly, “I don’t exactly have a royal flush, Mr. Kingsley. And if you fold, don’t blame me for not warning you beforehand.”

“You think I’d fall for such an obvious trap?”

Initially, there had been some hesitation. But at the moment, Weston was dropping the cards in his hand a little faster.

The Dealer picked up his discarded cards and showed them to the crowd.

A pair of 5’s, plus the 5 in the community card, make up a three of a kind.

After the dealer finished displaying his cards, he turned around and respectfully took Victoria’s. His face, which was originally containing a smile, completely froze at the corner of his mouth the moment his eyes fell on the cards.

The Dealer rubbed his eyes, and thought he was hallucinating.

The onlookers got even more energized, “What kind of card? A royal flush, right? If not, I’ll eat the table live!”

All assumed that Victoria was holding a royal flush without a doubt and clamored for it with gusto, except Nick.

Nick spun hot blue chips in his hand, the white of his fingertips seeming to blend with the blue.

He frowned lightly, and the Dealer was silent for maybe a minute.

It was probably the quietest minute this casino had ever seen, and the atmosphere was subtle.

It was a long time before the dealer gulped, “Young lady, you have won! Please collect your chips.” The dealer had responded and raised his hand, holding up Victoria’s two bottom cards toward the crowd.

A 3 and a 4. Even with the five community cards, this was a minimum deck, so small that it didn’t even have a pair.

Victoria heard Weston’s breathing become ragged for a moment beside her and gritted his teeth, “Minimal cards?”

But Victoria smiled gently at him, “Didn’t I warn you before, Mr. Kingsley?”

In Texas Hold’em poker, bluffing was a tactic that only experienced players dared to use.

Being new to the game and making almost a billion in the game, Victoria surprised everyone by winning Weston’s three of a kind with the smallest cards.

Shame!

Strange shame!

Weston’s face went green and white, “Poppy, you tricked me?”

Victoria expressed her innocence and pushed all the chips to Aidan after arranging them neatly, “Here’s yours back, sir.”

It was exactly two billion, no more, no less.

When she accepted Aidan’s one billion dollar chip before, she said she would double it back. Aidan didn’t really take it seriously, he just thought she was a woman who had poor tactics and wanted to tangle with Nick.

But at the moment, when there was two billion dollars in chips stacked neatly in front of him, he glanced at Victoria with mixed emotions, and then twisted his head to look at Nick.

She was not short-sighted, but very bold, and with such good looks she was also the designer Nick chose.

He pursed his lips with the thought, ‘She couldn’t really like Nick?’