The game continued as another Ace hit the felt with a soft whisper, and the entire table seemed to collectively hold its breath.
Ace ♠.
Three aces on the board now. The atmosphere shifted from casual tension to sharp focus. Even the dealer's movements seemed more deliberate, as if he understood the gravity of what was unfolding.
Liam kept his expression pleasantly neutral, though internally, Lucy was already calculating probabilities with machine-like precision. His full house—Aces over Kings—was nearly unbeatable at this point. Unless someone was holding pocket Kings for a better full house, or somehow had the fourth Ace with a higher kicker than his King, he was golden.
Angela studied the board like it had personally offended her. Her fingers drummed once against the felt before she checked again.
