He exuded tranquility, his face a picture of composure as he engaged in a calculated game of negotiation with the man.

The masked man’s gaze narrowed, his mind weighing the offer.

After a brief pause, he responded, “Tempting, but I need more.

He demanded a ridiculously high price, trying to take advantage of their desperation and make them give up.

In unison, Lydia and Brayden declared, “We offer the Phillips and Davies families’ wealth as collateral, willing to risk everything for one final gamble with you.

Having previously remained on the sidelines, they now entered the fray, as the stakes escalated and the game grew increasingly perilous.

With a confident gesture, Hannah raised her hand and knocked on the table.

“Are our four families insufficient?”

The masked man exuded confidence, his eyes gleaming with a sense of certainty.

He was convinced he had the upper hand and would emerge victorious in this final round.

To him, the woman was just another player.

“Alright, then.

” With a low, raspy tone, he sneered, “You’re so eager to gamble? Fine, I’ll grant you one last game.

But don’t expect mercy.

Atticus dealt the cards again, but his confidence faltered as the staff returned and watched him with an intense gaze.

His hand began to shake, revealing his nerves.

Hannah drew a 2, while the masked man got a 13.

The massive gap between Hannah’s 2 and the masked man’s 13 made him hesitant to take another card, so he chose to stand, opting for a cautious approach in the final game.

Hannah drew another card, revealing a 14 as her second card.

With a total of 16, she was now at risk of busting if she drew another card, the odds heavily against her.

The room was tense with anticipation as everyone held their breath, eager to see the outcome.

The masked man revealed his hand first, showing a 7 as his final card, making a total of 2@-a strong hand, just one away from Blackjack.

With his total of 20, the masked man had a strong advantage over Hannah’s uncertain hand, the odds favoring him to emerge victorious.

“It seems luck is favoring me tonight.

” The masked man’s voice was low and ominous, his smile seeming to mock them as he spoke, sending a shiver down the spines of all who listened.

“Not necessarily.

With a fierce grin, Hannah countered, “I’m the one who’s feeling lucky tonight.

With a dramatic flourish, she slowly raised her hand, revealing her third card-a 5!

Black Jack!

Hannah’s luck held out, and she emerged victorious by a hair’s breadth.

With a smile, she tossed the cards down, and asked, “Can we go now?”

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