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    Javier’s interest sparked. “She really didn’t recognize you?”


    “Yeah, if she had recognized me, why wouldn’t she haveined? She didn’t react at all, so she definitely didn’t recognize me.” Matias raised his hand in a pledge. “Last time, it was my fault, okay? I was just following what you said. You really disliked this cousin from the backwater vige, and I was helping you out.”


    Javier hastily covered Matias’ mouth, nervously ncing at Elena. He only breathed a shaky sigh of relief after confirming she hadn’t caught their hushed conversation. “Stop talking nonsense. I didn’t…” he faltered.


    Sensing Javier’s melting anger, Matias brightened and casually draped his arm around Javier’s shoulders, drawing Javier closer to watch the unfolding Bridge game. The game had already started.


    Elena’s luck was clearly against her today, leaving her with a terrible hand—a random assortment of cards with no logical sequence or valuable pairs.


    Javier casually walked behind Elena and Evelyn, ncing down at their cards. After seeing Elena’s hand, he drew in a sharp breath. He had never seen such bad luck.


    Across the table, Elyse arranged her cards and couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction. She had been blessed with five pairs right from the start—what incredible luck! Victory seemed certain. As long as Elena yed one of her three key cards, she would win with a m. Elyse watched Elena’s hand intently. “Elena, It’s your turn to y.” Elena remained surprisingly calm, her expression unreadable as she casually considered a card.


    Elyse had already assessed the situation perfectly and was simply waiting for Elena to make the inevitable mistake!


    Elena had already noticed Elyse’s little trick from the corner of her eye, and she had no intention of ying the card Elyse wanted.


    With a swift motion, Elena ced a different card instead. Elyse, who had been confident of victory, waspletely stunned. Frustration welled up inside her, stuck in her throat like an unspoken protest.


    Louis, ever the troublemaker, leaned in with a yful smirk. “Something wrong, Elyse? Wasn’t that the one you were hoping for?”


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    Elyse forced a grin, refusing to admit her scheme. “Louis, I have no idea what you’re implying.”


    Louis simply chuckled, drew his next card, and yed it effortlessly.


    Elyse picked up a card, only to realize it was useless. Meanwhile, Elena had held onto a single card from the very start, never ying it.


    As the game progressed, Elena gathered key cards while the rest of the deck became disorganized and scattered.


    Javier narrowed his eyes, beginning to wonder if Elena even knew the rules properly.


    Elyse had been waiting for just onest card to win, but after several rounds, that crucial card remained stuck in Elena’s hand.


    Evelyn yed cautiously, ensuring none of her moves benefited Elena.


    Louis, on the other hand, thrived under Elena’s y. Grinning, he teased, “Elena, you’re so generous with me. Whatever I need, you hand it over. To thank you, I’ll give you the Ferrari sitting in my garage.”


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