The words he just said had already carried a heavy scent of gunpowder; everyone present could sense it.
Yet, this is Las Vegas, not the domain of Joshua Hughes. Tate Hunter sneered, "Why, can't we inspect the cards?"
"You're a casino regular, yet you don't understand this rule? You can certainly inspect the cards, but if that Ace of Hearts wasn't cheated, then the price you pay will be double. Can you afford that?" Joshua Hughes's voice was chilling without a trace of warmth, looking indifferently and coldly at the man opposite him.
"Fair enough. Now Miss Jane can state your demands." Tate Hunter was thoroughly confident because when he watched the dealer shuffle the cards, the Ace of Hearts should have been the tenth card from the end. So when he saw Avery Jane's card, he knew he had already won.
