Amy hesitated longer than usual, refusing to respond immediately.
Jessica couldn't resist leaning in to whisper, "Amy, this idiot is clearly making a last-ditch effort. Why waste your time on her?"
Chloe Evans quickly chimed in, "I just wasn’t used to the rules last round. This time, I’ll memorize the cards properly!"
Amy shot her a cold glance. "You’d better mean that."
Though Chloe wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, with Amy’s guidance, memorizing a few pairs shouldn’t be impossible.
Even if Sophia Sullivan had a photographic memory, Amy refused to believe she could recall the exact sequence of all four decks.
Mistakes were inevitable.
A smirk curled at Amy’s lips. "Fine. I’ll give you one more chance."
Sophia exhaled in relief and turned to the dealer. "Please reshuffle the cards."
Julian Valentine gave a slight nod, and the dealer responded promptly, "Right away."
The stakes had now skyrocketed to billions. The towering pile of chips overflowed from the table, unable to contain them all.
Wesley Evans immediately ordered, "Clear the area! Everyone step back!"
Security swiftly cordoned off a larger space.
The billions in chips lay scattered across the floor like a dazzling mountain of gold.
The gamblers in the room stared wide-eyed. Even Jessica, who had seen it all, couldn’t help but steal another glance.
This was cold, hard cash—billions of it.
Yet the calmest people in the room were those seated at the table.
Once the dealer finished reshuffling, over two hundred cards from four decks were spread across the table.
"Cards dealt. The game begins."
A coin toss determined Amy would go first.
Without hesitation, she flipped over a matching pair.
Normally, Amy avoided revealing pairs in the first round to avoid suspicion.
With over two hundred cards in play, the odds of scoring immediately were slim. But this time, she was determined to claim those billions.
After nearly losing the previous round, she decided to strike first.
At the very least, it would secure her an early lead.
The spectators gasped. "Amy’s luck is off the charts today!"
When Sophia’s turn came, she casually flipped a pair as well.
Just as the crowd marveled at their equal skill, Sophia suddenly looked up.
"Ms. Amy, these playing cards have rather unique patterns."
Amy’s fingers froze for a split second.
Then, feigning nonchalance, she replied, "Different manufacturers have different designs."
Sophia rested her chin on her hand. "They are quite exquisite."
Suppressing her irritation, Amy continued flipping cards.
Another pair.
Sophia matched her move effortlessly.
Unconsciously, their pace quickened.
Chloe struggled to keep up under Amy’s direction, her palms slick with sweat.
After over a dozen rounds, a quarter of the cards had been revealed.
"Amy, something’s wrong," Chloe whispered, her voice trembling.
She had been tracking Sophia’s every move—and the woman hadn’t made a single mistake.
"They haven’t missed even once."
The stakes had grown suffocatingly high.
The spectators began to notice the anomaly.
"Perfect accuracy from the start? The odds are lower than winning the lottery."
"Unless they’ve memorized every card’s position."
Exchanging uneasy glances, the crowd stayed silent under Julian’s watchful gaze.
Meanwhile, Sophia continued flipping cards while making small talk.
"I heard you operate several casinos in Southeast Asia, Ms. Amy?"
Amy’s fingers paused. "Is Crimson Serpent looking to collaborate?"