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Chapter_51
The elevator doors opened slowly, cutting through the tense atmosphere like a knife. Everyone’s attention snapped to the entrance, and a wave of curiosity swept through the crowd. The sound of the elevator’s gentle chime echoed in the vast hall as the doors finally slid apart, revealing the unexpected.
A man in a tailored suit stepped out, his confident stride immediately drawing attention. Behind him was a woman, her presence commanding despite her calm, collected demeanor. She was dressed in sleek black attire that accentuated her poised, almost regal air. The man, carrying an aura of authority, had the unmistakable look of someone who didn’t need to announce his importance—his very presence was enough.
The whispers began almost immediately. People recognized the man, murmuring his name with a mixture of reverence and excitement. It was Daniel Chambers, the head of the Chambers family—the very family Yvette had ties to.
Ryan, still standing near Yvette, watched the scene unfold in disbelief. He had no idea Yvette would bring Daniel into this. He had underestimated her yet again. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder as Daniel’s sharp gaze swept across the room and then settled on Yvette.
Yvette’s expression remained unchanged. She was calm, almost too calm, given the gravity of the situation. Her confidence was like a shield around her, blocking out the gazes and the hushed tones from the crowd. She didn’t even flinch as Daniel walked toward her, his presence almost overshadowing the tension between her and Ethan.
“Daniel, you’ve arrived just in time,” Yvette said, her voice as smooth as ever, but there was a slight edge to it that caught Ryan’s attention.
Daniel gave her a small, approving nod, acknowledging her with a quiet smile that only she could fully interpret. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” he said, his voice low but steady. “I trust you’ve prepared yourself, Yvette?”
Yvette’s lips curved into a faint, confident smile. “Always.”
The crowd was on edge, sensing that this was no ordinary bet, no ordinary showdown. Ethan’s eyes flickered with uncertainty, his earlier confidence now waning as Daniel’s arrival seemed to shift the dynamics entirely.
Ryan, though still processing the appearance of Daniel, felt his protective instincts kick in. It was clear now that Yvette had something up her sleeve—something more than just her own resolve.
Ethan scoffed, his earlier smirk replaced by a bitter glare. “So, now the big guns show up, huh? What’s this? A power play?”
Yvette didn’t react to his taunt. Instead, she glanced at Ryan briefly, then back to Ethan. “This is a bet between you and me, Ethan. No one else needs to be involved.”
Daniel, standing just behind Yvette, crossed his arms, his expression unreadable but commanding. “Yvette can handle herself. Let her take the lead.”
The air in the gaming hall was electric with tension now, with Ethan’s smugness replaced by visible doubt. The stakes were higher than ever, and as the crowd buzzed with anticipation, it was clear that the outcome of this game would be far more than just about money—it would determine who had the true power and influence in Seacrity’s elite circles.
Ryan stood silently, watching everything unfold. He had underestimated Yvette yet again. Whatever happened next, he knew one thing for sure: she was not someone to be taken lightly. And now, with Daniel at her side, it seemed like she had more than just the upper hand.
