Chapter 413

Ethan Sullivan's lips curved with an elusive smile as his gaze lingered on Julian Langley's face. "Third brother, made up your mind?"

His light tone sent a chill down Julian's spine.

Memories of their past poker games flashed through his mind—how he'd always lost spectacularly.

"Of course!" Julian lifted his chin with confidence.

This was Evelyn's first time playing. His odds were excellent.

Besides, would Ethan dare keep winning against him? If so, Julian would make sure Evelyn saw right through him.

Before dealing, Julian shot Ethan a warning glare.

Ethan was far too sharp.

Having known the Langley brothers for years, he recognized that threatening look instantly.

He sighed inwardly.

Third brother...

This time, I really can't save your wallet.

But losing to Evelyn? You won't mind, will you?

Lowering his lashes to hide his amusement, Ethan began dealing the cards.

Though Evelyn Laurent had never played poker before, her expression shifted the moment she picked up her hand.

Her focus locked onto the cards.

The first round was just a warm-up.

As expected, Evelyn lost.

Julian grinned triumphantly.

If even he could win, his luck must be phenomenal today. Clearly, Evelyn was a novice, and Ethan was going easy on her.

But by the end of the second round, his smile froze.

Then the third... the fourth...

Julian grew quieter with each game.

Evelyn had only needed one round to grasp the rules.

From the second game onward, she dominated effortlessly.

Her brilliance was undeniable—photographic memory, flawless calculations.

She anticipated every move with uncanny precision.

After over a dozen consecutive losses, Julian was on the verge of collapse.

It made no sense.

How could Evelyn be this good?

Just like when their sixth brother had introduced them to gaming—she'd mastered the controls in one round before annihilating them all.

Now history repeated itself.

Evelyn was unstoppable.

Finally, Julian understood Ethan's earlier remark.

It had been a warning that he'd inevitably lose to Evelyn.

But losing to his little sister?

He didn't mind at all.

With that realization, Julian's laughter returned, bright and carefree.

Though truthfully, Ethan suffered the heaviest losses.

Time flew by in their joyous match.

When the game concluded, Evelyn stretched lazily, reluctant for it to end.

Her winnings totaled three million.

Ethan had lost two million.

Julian trailed behind with one million in losses.