The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Linda was not counting on Frank to understand anyway-he could hold his liquor, but he would not know much about drinking games since he did not work in PR. "Someone brought two decks of cards!"

As Nora soon returned with two decks of playing cards, Linda shuffled them masterfully before saying, "Well, I'll be the dealer for the first round!"

"Sure." Frank shrugged.

Linda quickly distributed three cards to everyone, and seeing that was a third of all the cards, Frank understood why there were two decks.

"One shot, Mr. Frankton. Do you yield?"

Frank picked up his cards: a straight flush to king.

Since it was a good hand, he shook his head. "No!"

Linda could tell from his reaction that his hand was good too and turned toward Nora. "What about you?"

"Three shots!"

game than Frank and bluffed convincingly despite having

yielding even with three shots," Nora pressed, her tone clearly

ahead and already saw through Nora's bluff, not falling for it at all. "Ugh. You win,

and turned to Frank, not forgetting to explain how the rules worked. "See, Mr. Frankton? She called my bluff and had me show her my cards, so that's twice my bet. But if she

shook her head. "That won't do. It's a good day,

groaned but had no choice but to go with it since Linda was their leader. Smiling, Linda continued toward the other members and won

to Frank, she , "Mr. Frankton, I've beenet you hard, so why

quickly added, "Dealers have the right to choose to yield at any

dull. I was intending to play a

"I haven't gotten to you...

"I'm not

"Three shots it is!"

experience told her that Frank's hand was definitely bad, since his pride looked

you're drinking!" Frank exclaimed as he showed

"Oh, shit!"