"Win or lose, for a young girl to have this kind ofposure is incredibly impressive."


    "The fact that Jett himself is willing to y against her proves he acknowledges her skill."


    Although many still didn''t believe Calliope could win, a growing number of people were beginning to praise her.


    Calliope heard the chatter but paid it no mind. Her focus was entirely on the game, trading moves with Jett.


    Jett knew Calliope was good, but he hadn''t realized just how skilled she was. On top of that, her luck was simply off the charts. As the game progressed, he found himself starting to struggle.


    Calliope''s reactions remained lightning-fast, while he needed several seconds to contemte each move.


    "Does anyone else notice that Mr. White is reacting slower than Calliope?”


    "Yeah, her reaction speed is insane. It''s like she knows what card he''s going to y before he does!"


    "That''s impossible, right? No matter how good she is, she can''t be that irvoyant, can she?"


    "If she can really do that, she''d be better than the god of gambling himself!"


    “No, it''s true! Before Mr. White even ys his card, she''s already preparing her next move. It''s as if she''s already calcted his y!"


    "For real?"


    "Yes! I''ve been watching closely. Her foresight is on another level!"


    "Damn, can Mr. White still win this?"


    "It''s hard to say. His pace is slowing down, which means he''s struggling to keep up with her. I think he''s getting nervous."


    "This girl''s reaction time and her unwavering calm are just unreal.”


    "Completely unreal. I''m in awe."


    "She''s so good!"


    "I''m starting to think Mr. White might actually lose to her."


    “Is she some kind of gambling deity?"


    "Seriously, I''ve never seen anyone win so consistently, against anyone and everyone. It''s like she can read her opponents'' hands!"


    "If we weren''t all watching, I''d suspect she was pulling some kind of trick!"


    The murmurs grew louder as the crowd watched, their astonishment turning to shock.


    Portia listened to the shifting tide of opinions with a satisfied smirk. "See? I told you my Callie would win!"


    "It''s not over yet. Maybe Mr. White is just going easy on her."


    "Right, we have to wait until the end!"


    "Let''s see who really wins!"


    A few who had bet on Jett remained stubborn, but deep down, their confidence was shaken. The state of the game was clear to everyone. Calliope''s speed far outstripped Jett''s, a testament to her


    confidence. Jett, on the other hand, was ying much more slowly, hesitating over his decisions.


    Finally, Jett let out a softugh. “It seems I''m about to lose to you.”


    Calliope looked up, a smirk ying on her lips. "So, are you going to concede, Mr. White? Or are you going to refuse to admit defeat and Use your status to bully me instead?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.


    Given how much he doted on Blythe, she wouldn''t be surprised if he decided to


    throw the rules out the window.


    "Do I look like the kind of person who would bully others with my


    influenceJett looked at Calliope and smiled. "A loss is a loss. At the


    card table, there are always wins and losses. Theres no shame in


    losing to you. Ms. Jewell, you are truly exceptional."


    Calliope shot him a surprised look. “Aren''t you going to avenge your daughter, Mr. White?"


    Jett paused. “You thought I was ying with you to get revenge for my daughter?"