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Betrayed at the Table, I Cleaned Out My Fiancé

Betrayed at the Table, I Cleaned Out My Fiancé

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بواسطة:  Sunwinterمكتمل
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On the night before I'm set to officially marry Shawn Ford, he keeps losing to his godsister, Tiffany Lynch, at the poker table on purpose. "We're just playing for fun. Aren't we a family? Everyone here knows that Tiffany and I are as thick as thieves since young." Tiffany plays with a poker card absent-mindedly. "Surely you don't mind, right? Shawn told me that if I were to win this round, he'd give me the funds meant to renovate your marital home so that I can buy myself some bags." The other players begin to cheer on Tiffany at that moment. "Hell yeah! Tiffany is really lucky when it comes to poker! Joanna, there's no use saving that meager salary of yours. Why don't you just bet everything on the table to spice things up?" I don't bother speaking afterward. All I do is pull out a chair and sit across from Shawn. Then, I dig out a property deed from my bag. "You wanted to spice things up, right? I just bought this property at full price. Do you have the guts to put everything you have on the stake?"

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Chapter 1
The room fell dead silent.Shawn Ford's hand trembled visibly as he held his cigarette, sending gray ash flying onto his designer trousers.Tiffany Lynch's eyes gleamed with naked greed as they locked onto the deed."Joanna, have you lost your mind? That's a 20-million-dollar property," she gasped.I smiled and pushed the deed toward the center of the table. "Why? Are you scared to accept the bet?"Shawn's expression darkened. He stubbed out his cigarette hard in the ashtray."Joanna, why are you making a scene? Put that away right now. Don't embarrass yourself here.""I'm not making a scene."I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms. "Since you keep saying that we're all family and shouldn't stand on ceremony, then as your fiancee, do I still need permission play a few hands?"Tiffany immediately grabbed Shawn's sleeve, giving it a playful tug."Shawn, since Joanna wants to play, let's humor her. It's just moving money from one pocket to another. It all stays in the famil
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Chapter 2
"Thanks for the charity, Joanna," Tiffany purred. "That place is in a prime location. My current place is just a lease anyway. I'll move in next month."Shawn leaned back in his chair, his tone carrying the air of someone scolding a misbehaving child."That's enough, Joanna. You lost. Take it like an adult," he said. "We'll handle the transfer tomorrow. Stop being so impulsive. Tiffany is my sister. Giving the house to her isn't exactly a loss."Just as Tiffany's hand reached for the deed, I slammed my palm down on top of it.Her hand froze in mid-air, her smug grin faltering. "What's wrong, Joanna? Can't you afford to lose?"Shawn's face darkened instantly. "Joanna, a bet is a bet. Don't make me look down on you."I looked up, my eyes rimmed red, my voice trembling just enough to sound desperate. "Who said I lost? I still have something else."I reached for my neck, unclasped a diamond pendant, and slapped it onto the table. It was the only decent gift Shawn had ever bought me
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Chapter 3
Tiffany was also clearly one card away from winning, her eyes fixed intently on the table.It was Shawn's turn to draw.He drew a card and ran his thumb over its face for a long moment. His gaze drifted between Tiffany and me.I knew exactly what he was holding. It was the Two of Spades.I also knew that Tiffany was waiting on a Five or an Eight. The Two was useless to her, but as long as he held onto it, I couldn't win. But if he discarded it, I could turn the tables.This was the ultimate test. I wanted to see whether I, his fiancee, still held even a fraction of his heart."Shawn," Tiffany called sweetly, as if she had sensed something. "I think I'm about to win."Shawn glanced at me. I met his eyes, a final flicker of hope burning in my eyes.Even if he just held the card and forced a draw, I could live with that—as long as he didn't go out of his way to hand Tiffany the victory on a silver platter.Shawn looked away, a cruel, mocking smirk playing on his lips."Tiffany,
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Chapter 4
Shawn's company had just gotten off the ground. While it held some promise, it was a mere drop in the bucket compared to Simpson Group's empire. The difference between them was like night and day.If he won this hand, he would rise to the top in one fell swoop, becoming an overnight tycoon.As for losing?The thought hadn't even crossed his mind. I had already lost everything that night. To him, I was nothing more than a fool whose only purpose was to hand over my fortune."Shawn…" Tiffany was also overwhelmed by the staggering wealth at stake, but a shred of reason still clung to her. "Isn't this… too much? What if—""There are no 'what ifs'!" Shawn cut her off sharply, his eyes fixed greedily on the agreement. "She's had rotten luck all night, and she doesn't even know the first thing about the game. This is a heaven-sent fortune falling right into our laps! We'd be idiots to walk away from a windfall like this!"He turned to me, his gaze frenzied. "Fine! I'll bet with you! But
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Chapter 5
A sharp crack echoed through the room like a thunderbolt.I said, "One suit. A perfect run from Ace to Seven. I just needed one more King for the set."I smiled and continued, "And I happened to draw the last King myself."Across the table lay a neat column of hearts, Ace to Seven, with three Kings set precisely beside them.It was a masterpiece.The entire room went dead silent.A hand like that, at those odds… it was nothing short of a miracle.But miracles didn't exist in this world; it was a crushing display of pure skill.I rose and looked down at the two figures slumped in their chairs. "Thank you for the game. Mr. Ford, Ms. Lynch, you're left with absolutely nothing now.""No way! That's impossible!"Shawn lunged across the table, his hands clawing at my cards."You cheated! You must have! There's no way you drew that card! This whole thing is rigged!"The security guards swarmed him instantly, pinning him face-down against the table.This club had powerful backing
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Chapter 6
"It's filthy," I said, casting a look of pure disdain at Tiffany. "But it's fine. With a thorough scrubbing, I can still hang onto it."Tiffany was slumped on the floor, her makeup a smeared mess of tears. "Joanna… no, Ms. Simpson, I was wrong," she choked out.She scrambled toward me, trying to grab my legs."I'll give the house and the necklace back," she begged. "Please, just let me keep the condo. That's all I have left. I'll die without it."I took a step back, dodging her reach as if avoiding a pile of rotting trash."When you were snatching my bracelet earlier, did you stop to think that was all I had?"I leaned in closer. "And when you asked for five thousand dollars for renovations, did you ever consider that money was earned through my blood, sweat, and endless overtime?"I looked down at her coldly. "Everyone eventually has to pay the price for their own greed. Consider the house your tuition for this little life lesson, though clearly, it's a price you can't afford."
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Chapter 7
I twirled a pen between my fingers, watching the endless stream of traffic through the floor-to-ceiling windows."Let him kneel," I said coldly. "If he passes out, call an ambulance. Deduct the medical bills from whatever meager allowance he has left. He looks sturdy enough to me, though. He should be able to last until the rain starts."As expected, Shawn knelt downstairs for the entire day.It was rush hour, and the crowd stood three rows deep. But he didn't seem to care about the humiliation, sobbing and wailing as he begged for forgiveness."Joanna, I was wrong! I shouldn't have broken your heart for another woman!"He kept begging, "Please, give me one more chance! I can't live without you!"In that moment, he played the part of a devoted lover perfectly.If only I didn't know that he had tried to siphon off the last of his secret rainy-day fund just ten minutes earlier.I stood by the window, staring down at that tiny, pathetic figure without feeling a single flicker of e
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Chapter 8
Shawn's lips began to tremble. It was as if his very bones had been hollowed out, leaving him swaying on the verge of collapse. He stuttered, "You… You mean…""Exactly." I shattered the last of his delusions. "That career you're so proud of? Your talent? Your achievements?"I sneered. "They're nothing more than a mirage I built for you with my money. If I can put you on that pedestal, I can just as easily send you crashing back to hell."I leaned in close, my voice dropping to a low whisper meant only for him."Did you really think you were some rare talent just waiting for your big break? Don't be foolish. You were just a fish I kept in a tank, something I toyed with when I felt like it," I taunted."But now? I'm done playing. So I drained the water. Look at you—without me, you can't even catch your breath.""Ah—"He couldn't form a complete word. A raw, animal-like wail forced its way out of his throat.The blow was too much for him to bear. He staggered back two steps and fe
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Chapter 9
A man in a cheap, faded suit stood there, gaunt and haggard, holding up his auction paddle with trembling hands.It was Shawn.What was he even doing here?I hadn't seen him in six months, but he looked as if every drop of life had been drained from him. He had aged at least a decade.Rumor had it that he had taken a job as a delivery driver, but within days, he had gotten into a fight with a customer and was detained.His gaze was locked onto the diamond pendant on the auction block, his eyes burning with a feverish, desperate obsession.It was as if he believed that by buying it back, he could reclaim the woman I used to be—the one who had loved him with such blind devotion.The whispers around the room were like the persistent buzzing of flies. Those who recognized him didn't even bother to hide their sneers.I held my champagne flute, taking a composed, quiet sip.A real estate mogul leaned in beside me and asked ingratiatingly, "Ms. Simpson, would you like me to place a b
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