Tyson, perplexed, glanced at Tyrone. After another two rounds, Tyrone revealed a hearts nine.

“I win!” Sabrina declared, laying her cards on the table.

“Wait a minute,” Tyson intervened. “Did you let her win on purpose, Tyrone?”

Sabrina, surprised, glanced at Tyrone.

She had thought her victories were pure chance. Could he have intentionally let her win?

“No,” Tyrone denied.

However, Tyson didn’t listen to him and boldly extended his hand, eager to catch a glimpse of Tyrone’s cards.

decisive move,

was

“No fair, Tyrone.

grin, Tyrone brushed him off. His gaze found Sabrina, suggesting, “It’s late. Time to head

“Sure.”

round?” Tyson

You guys carry on; tonight’s on

Sabrina intertwined their hands

at the front was short and fat. When he noticed Tyrone, he approached him

the acknowledgment. “Mr.

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