Love Unspoken

Landon once again tossed a chip into the pot, seeming to regard it not as a five million token in his eyes but as a worthless pebble.

Alexander, still not peering at his cards, continued to stay in the game.

As the fourth round unfolded, Alexander still refrained from glancing at his cards.

Furrowing his brow, Landon found himself perplexed by Alexander's maneuvers.

A calm demeanor while not looking at the cards could signify either incompetence, an attempt at deception, or a desire to conceal one's emotions.

Alexander not looking at his cards meant that all of his reactions were ineffective in Landon's eyes, rendering this psychological battle futile.

However, not looking at his cards could also be a psychological tactic in itself.

"This is the final card," Hetastian reminded.

Landon looked at the composed man across the table. Suddenly, he pushed all the remaining chips out of his hand. "Mr. Kennedy, aren't you going to check your hole card?"

A smug smile tugged at Alexander's lips. "The best hole cards are the ones even you do not know. That's when you catch them off guard, isn't it?"

Landon chuckled softly. "Is that so? Well, I am indeed curious."

Tension mounted among the onlookers as these two individuals played high stakes; with one hundred million on the line, the ultimate wager loomed large.

Even Walter, standing nearby, couldn't help but frown, wondering, 'Is this guy really that confident, or is he planning to default?'

Landon, as if suddenly thinking of something, said, "I think the shares of The Wilson Group aren't bad either. Mr. Kennedy, would you like to continue the game?"

Alexander retorted, "If I hold shares in The Wilson Group, what will you bet with?"

"All in, shall we?" Landon proposed.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Alexander raised an eyebrow. "It seems you are quite confident."

Landon replied, "Nevertheless, your audacity surpasses mine. Few can match your nerve, playing the game without even looking at your hand."

Alexander remained silent, confidently pushing all his chips forward. "I'm in."

At this, even Hetastian took a deep breath.

Having been at sea for so many years, this was the first time he had seen such a high-stakes game. Playing with money was one thing, but this was directly gambling with company shares.

If they lost, they'd be financially ruined in an instant. They would step off this cruise ship penniless.

These people really knew how to play.

Hetastian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "You two can reveal your hole cards now." Landon glanced at Alexander, seeing that he was still unmoved, and then flipped over his hole card. A spade eight and a spade nine were revealed.

There was a murmur of disbelief around the table.

"Isn't this a winning hand?"

"We still don't know what his cards are."

"He hasn't even looked himself; how could this turn out well?"

"Yes, with a spade 10, J, and Q already on the table, he won't get lucky with an A or K this time."

"You never know."

Landon locked eyes with Alexander, or more precisely, with the two cards in front of him.

Landon said, "Mr. Kennedy, why not show everyone your hole cards? Or do you have some other plan?"

Landon's words, to others, might imply suspicion of cheating.

Hetastian interjected, "Gentlemen, it's time to reveal your cards."

"In that case, Hetastian, please reveal them for me," Alexander calmly replied, his hands untouched throughout, dismissing any notion of deception. And if there were any cheating to be done, it would be Hetastian who would do it.

Hetastian thought for a moment, then stepped forward and flipped over Alexander's two cards.