After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 689

Chapter 689

Sylvia blinked, a hint of amusement flashing in her beautiful eyes.

“It's my turn to show my cards," she said.

Almost everyone was nervously watching the poker cards in her hand,especially Jasper who seemed worried and tense. He was afraid thatSylvia would lose and end up losing the new energy source.

"So... Deputy Chief, what do you have?" Chaz pretended to coughlightly and asked softly.

"Nothing much, see for yourself," Sylvia glanced at everyone beforerevealing her cards.

As soon as she revealed them, everyone's eyes widened at the sight ofher hand. A few cards were gently lifted up by her fingers...

Then...

Chaz's face froze as his heart sank to the bottom of his stomach. "Howis this possible? You actually...”

“I'm sorry to disappoint you. I have a straight flush,” Sylvia said with adazzling smile that made it hard for anyone not to be attracted.

Hunter looked unhappy with this turn of events. This woman had suchincredible luck! She got a straight flush on the first round!

He himself only had four-of-a-kind but he reminded himself that he wasstill the gambling king who had never lost before. It was just one roundafter all; he didn't believe that this woman could keep having such goodluck throughout all three rounds.

Harold frowned slightly; even he hadn't expected Sylvia's luck to be sogood on the first round. "Let's start with round two now," he said as hebegan dealing out five more poker cards each for both Hunter andSylvia.

"This time let Deputy Chief go first,” Hunter politely suggested since ithad been him who went first on the last round.

Sylvia gave him an indifferent smile and hadn't even touched any ofthose five new poker cards since Harold dealt them out earlier on.

"Are you sure?" she asked coyly.

Looking at the smile on her lips, Hunter had a bad feeling.

He quietly exhaled some air, trying not to worry too much, becausesurely she couldn't be lucky twice in a row... She didn't even look at herown card yet...

"Deputy Chief should go ahead," Hunter gritted his teeth together tightlywhile trying hard not to show his anxiety.

“That's what you said,” nodded Sylvia calmly before quickly flippingover another straight flush from underneath those five newly dealt-outpoker cards.

Hunter's face turned extremely gloomy immediately after seeing thisoutcome once again... "How is this possible? How did you..."

"These cards were dealt by Mr. Gamble, and the deck was shuffled byhim too. Surely he wouldn't intentionally give me good cards, right?"Sylvia's eyes flashed with a hint of wickedness. "So, gambling king, areyou willing to accept defeat?"

Best two out of three.

Sylvia had already won two rounds straight.

Hunter's face turned ashen and he couldn't even utter a word whilepointing at Sylvia.

Harold's face also darkened; he never expected Sylvia would be solucky.

Sylvia sneered. "What? Can't accept it?"

She curved her red lips and her eyes sparkled with fierce light as sheemitted a terrifying aura. "How about... I give you another chance?""What do you mean?" Chaz pointed at her angrily. "You must havecheated."

"Me cheat? I didn't even touch the cards throughout the game! Everycard was dealt and shuffled by Mr. Gamble himself! How can youblame me?" Sylvia looked innocent.

Harold patted Chaz stiffly on his shoulder before stepping forward toface Sylvia."Deputy Chief said we could have another chance. What doyou want to bet on?"

"Mr. Gamble is truly a great leader indeed, unlike some petty minister,”Sylvia smiled charmingly as she suddenly took out her silver pistol fromher pocket and spun it elegantly in her palm.

Click!

She opened the magazine as all six bullets fell onto the table withclattering sounds. She picked up one bullet then loaded it into the gunbefore playing around with magazine, making more clicking noises.Everyone watched in shock without understanding what she intendedto do next.

After finishing all these actions, Sylvia smirked at Harold. "How aboutthis? Let's play something thrilling. If your gambling king lost to me, theownership of this island should belong to M6."

"But since you're not happy about losing,” Her cold voice echoedthrough the large conference room."Let's play Russian Rouletteinstead. There is only one bullet inside this gun. If Mr. Gamble points ittowards his head but doesn't die, the island will belong to us. But if hegets shot accidentally, then we don't want this island anymore."

"What do you say? Leave everything up to fate; let God decide."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chaz immediately roared in anger,"You're going too far! You're basically asking Mr. Gamble to go die!""You're going too far! Mr. Gamble, don't agree to her demands!"Sylvia's lips curved into a smirk. "Mr. Santana, haven't you noticedsomething?"

"What?"

"That the decision-making power lies in my hands, not in yours or Mr.Gamble's.”