Chapter 280

The gambling table was surrounded by spectators, all eyes fixed on Vivian Laurent's slender fingers.

"Winner only has one card left. This round is in the bag."

"That girl could have a full hand and still not play them all at once."

"Always bet on Winner!"

The impostor's side of the table was piled high with chips like a small mountain. In contrast, only Ethan Roscente's hundred-million chip sat lonely in front of Vivian.

Her fingertip tapped lightly before flicking out an Ace.

The impostor's expression faltered, forcing him to fold. He forced a smirk, feigning composure. "Just letting you have this one. You can still walk away with dignity if you quit now."

Vivian lifted her gaze, her eyes calm as still water. "Making such bold claims now? Wouldn’t it be embarrassing when you lose?"

"Me? Lose?" The impostor laughed as if hearing the world’s greatest joke. "I have one card left. How exactly do you plan to win?"

"What if I can play my entire hand at once?" Vivian countered.

The impostor scoffed. "If you pull that off, I’ll retire from gambling for good!"

The crowd erupted in laughter.

"Winner just made an oath!"

"Stick with Winner—this round is guaranteed!"

A faint smile touched Vivian’s lips. "Then watch closely."

Her fingers moved like flowing water as cards fell one after another: 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

A straight.

The casino fell dead silent.

Then came the 9, 10, Jack, Queen.

Someone gasped.

Vivian’s movements were effortless. When the King landed, only two cards remained in her hand.

Every heartbeat in the room skipped.

The final Ace fluttered onto the table.

Beads of sweat formed on the impostor’s forehead.

"Still up for another round?" Vivian twirled her last card between her fingers, her tone light.

The impostor’s throat bobbed. "The bet was you playing your entire hand at once! You still have one left—that doesn’t count!"