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Chapter 531: I wont mess up again, I promise! Melany said, her voice strained with panic.

Her chest tightened with fear as she barely dared to breathe.

Accustomed to luxury and praise, Melany had never faced such public humiliation.

Yet, under Amors cold, merciless glare, she bit back her pride.

With the deck dwindling and both teams tied, the room buzzed with stunned disbelief.

Unbelievable… Amors lead is gone.

Could Scarlet Snake actually win this? whispered one spectator.

Oh my God, I should have put money on Scarlet Snake.

Id be rolling in cash right now, someone muttered.

Shut up! The games not over yet.

Dont jinx it.

Amor never loses, not here.

Shes a legend in the casino, another hissed.

Now, it was Amors turn to flip a card.

She stood at the edge of the table, her expression dark as she flipped the card.

It revealed another perfect pair, just as shed anticipated.

But the tension in her shoulders didnt ease.

Despite her lead, Allison and Kellans seamless teamwork loomed over her, pressing with an unspoken threat.

The game now hinged on whether Allisons sharp memory would falter under pressure.

One point to Amor, the dealer announced, his voice clear and steady, as he shifted his attention to Allison.

Your turn, Scarlet Snake.

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For the first time, a hint of doubt shadowed her usually composed face, and a slight furrow formed between her brows as she paused, thinking carefully.

Melanys heart pounded as she watched, her hands trembling at her sides.

She silently chanted, Please, let her make a mistake! Just once.

The room was so still that it felt as if even the air held its breath, waiting for the outcome.

And All-In It felt as though Melanys wishes had finally been granted.

When Allison revealed her cards a moment later, they turned out to be mismatched, far from a pair.

No pair, Scarlet Snake scores zero, the dealer announced, casting a glance upward at the crowd.

A rare grin spread across Melanys face.

Guess even youre not perfect, she said, unable to resist a small jab.

Allisons frustration was evident.

Her breaths came quick and shallow, her chest rising as she struggled to rein in her anger.

Damn it… I memorized every detail, and still… she muttered under her breath, her fingers gripping the edge of the gambling table in a mix of disbelief and irritation.

She cast a glance at Kellan.

Mr.

Lloyd, my apologies.

Her performance might have fooled most, but Kellan wasnt like the rest.

He saw through her charade, memories of the Burned Islands flashing in his mind.

Back then, Allisons beauty masked her sharp instincts and cunning moves in high-stakes situations.

And when Ferdinand had stepped in to cover their tracks, she had worn the same mask of innocence she now displayed.

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