Winning Her Heart Back

Marriages Can Sour Quickly 

On the other hand, Norman’s complaint about his back pad was just an excuse, 

He had heard some news and immediately returned to his room, asking his secretary, “Has Wesley really boarded the ship?” 

“Vincent saw a figure that looked very much like him, but he wasn’t entirely sure. 

Nonnan laughed bitterly. 

“He’s even keeping a secret while attending our own family’s banquets. What’s making him so afraid to show his face? Truly, he’s been spoiled by his mother!” 

He andered, “Send someone to find him!” 

The secretary nodded. “Yes,” 

Nonman paused for a moment. “Wait, do it discreetly, don’t alert anyone.” 

Just in case Wesley had his plans, Norman didn’t want to hold him back. 

The secretary replied, “Understood.” 

Still feeling uneasy, Norman walked toward the room where the poker game was happening. 

That room was now in a brief silence 

Charles claimed Emelie 

William’s gaze shifted to Emelie 

Behind him was a floor lamp, casting shadows that obscured his expression 

No one could tell what he was thinking at that moment. 

Emelie’s breath caught for a moment. 

Everything hung on his decision. If he nodded, she would be at his mercy tonight. 

No, she couldn’t rely on this man. Relying on him meant having no hope 

Suddenly, Emelie smiled and took a hesitant step forward. 

“Hmm? I wonder what the bosses are talking about. I can also play poker. Why don’t you add 

Charles looked at her with a sarcastic smile. “You want to join the table, too?” 

His remark was clearly mocking her inability to understand her status. 

Emelie pretended not to understand and casually said, “My poker skills are not bad. I should be qualified to be a playing partner for the bosses. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Charles leaned back in his chair with a relaxed demeanor and said, “Well then, tell us, who do you think should give up their seat for you here?” 

Seated at the table were the capital tycoon from the Middleton family in Capebatt City, the venture capitalist from the Swanson family in Weston, the real estate tycoon from the Davis family in Calmcrest, and the technology giant from the Collins family in Placidville. 

As a woman who was brought here, who did she think should step down for her? 

William’s seat directly faced the door, and Emelie couldn’t help but look at him 

She actually wanted him to step down, preferably straight off the ship and into oblivion. 

Before today, she didn’t think William would stoop to this level. 

Marriages really could turn sour quickly. 

“What are you looking at me for?” William asked calmly. “Do you have something to say?” 

“Secretary Hoven can take my place.” Bryan stood up, buttoning his suit jacket. 

“I’m a bit tired of playing. Patricia, accompany me for a drink.” 

Emelie was most grateful to the brothers from the Swanson family. 

Charles noticed her title and raised an eyebrow. “Secretary?” He glanced at William with interest, then nodded. “Come.” 

Emelie took a seat. 

The game quickly started, and Willam was the first in tum, « 

Emelie looked at her hand and said, “I’ll call” 

casually raising the chips. 

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At first, everyone was just playing for fun, not really taking it seriously, with winning or losing not mattering much. 

But with Enelie joining, she played with great focus, winning hand after hand. 

A worthy opponent can spark one’s competitive drive. 

As they kept playing, everyone started to get serious. The poker table fell silent, with only the sound of chips clinking. 

Bryan stood behind Emelie with a glass of wine. 

William raised his bet and looked at Emelie across from him. 

She appeared very focused, with her eyelashes slightly lowered. 

Charles folded his hand. 

Emelie confidently declared, “All in.” 

Thomas Collins chuckled. “Why is Charles folding just before Ms. Hoven goes all in?” 

Charles didn’t say anything. He bit his tongue and glanced at Emelie. He then grinned and nodded. 

“Let’s continue.” 

In the second round, Emelie played just as smoothly. 

William remarked, “Are you counting cards?” 

Counting cards meant remembering every card played by each player, what was taken back, and figuring out what cards each player might hold in their hand and how to play to win. 

The great thing about poker as a pastime was that some people played it casually while others used their brains. 

Charles chuckled. “Ms. Hoven has a good mind.” 

Emelie’s gaze flickered slightly. She had played so diligently, waiting for his acknowledgment.