Novel & Cerita The Hidden Card

Sweet. “Read ’em and weep, boy,” her father taunted. “Yee-haw, here’s a chance to win some money back from the card sharp. I’ll double down and split,” Kane said. Dash had an ace showing. He flipped over a Queen of Hearts on one of Kane’s cards. “That one’s good. Hit this one.” He turned over a nine of clubs on the other. “Good. Now let’s see what you’ve got.” Her father turned over his hidden card. A Six of Spades. “Seventeen. Dealer stays on seventeen. Let’s see them.”

Tray glared daggers at his son. "It's fine," David brushes off his father, "She'll be nothing after tonight, anyway." He smirked evilly. Blinding lights from afar across the shadows of the trees became visible, and the roar of a vehicle's engine started getting closer. A car stopped in the middle of a clearing in the forest where the father-son duo stood with ten other men. "I told you, right, pops? See, they're here." David confidently walked towards the black van when he heard the car door slide open, dragging along some baseball bat.

Her mother had turned to grin and holding a black platinum card in hand, waving it in the air. "Not just any card, your dad's card." She made a sound that was a mix of a laugh and cough, looking at Rosalie swipe the card into the machine. "And dad doesn't mind you using it? He knows, doesn't he?" "Of course he knows. The things I do for you, Serafina, honestly and this is the level of faith you have in me?" "Okay, okay." She couldn't help but laugh at the over-exaggeration. "What did you do for me this time? Because we have the driver available, and you have dad's card..."

Love, Angel Carla folded the letter away and carefully placed it underneath her pillow. Angel needs her. And no one is going to help her. So, taking a huge deep breath and holding it in before exhaling, Carla knew she had to sneak into Garcia and Lu's bedroom. There had to be something in Garcia's belongings that told where Angel may have been in Paris. Carla opened her bedroom door and slowly walked down the hall towards the bathroom end, she knew Garcia and Lu's bedroom was down there because she once...heard them. All Carla had to do was to follow Lu's scent and she should - bingo! "Now," Carla whispered, "fingers crossed I find where you are, Angel." And Carla snuck into their bedroom ho

My fingers closed around it and pulled it free. "What's that?" It looked kind of like a memory card. One of those tiny SD cards that went in cameras and phones. "Jackpot!" My heart leaped. This was it. This had to be the thing Allison wanted hidden badly enough to literally sew it into her bag's lining. No way she put that kind to f effort into hiding something if it wasn't that Important. I fumbled for my phone with shaking hands and tried to slot the card into the side. But it was way too big to fit inside—this was a full-sized SD card, the older kind. Which meant...

No more hiding. *****************************************

CHAPTER 72 DEREK "There are no lies in all you said apart from one, what if I tell you we have an hidden card?" I question hwr raisijg my left brow, "Spare me the lies what hidden card could we possibly have? No one knows about it and you found out when two days ago and you have a hidden card?" "As crazy as it sounds I'm for real" "Go on tell me the hidden card of yours" "Magic !!!" I yell out excitedly as I could basically hear the drumroll play on in my head"

Only him. The card was like a master key, but far more powerful. With it, you could open any door in Wet Nights Club-every VIP lounge, every private suite, every locked office in the back. Even the places most of the staff didn't know existed. In the penthouse, it worked the same way. Every single locked door, every restricted area, every secret room-it all gave way when this card touched the scanner. It wasn't just access to rooms-it was access to secrets. The kind of secrets Bishop would kill to protect. Hidden ledgers, private safes, illegal deals happening behind closed doors, maybe even places where things were hidden that no one was supposed to see. This card could unlock it all.

I found what I was looking for on the second slot, pulled it out, and held it up between two fingers. I hold it up between two fingers and tilt my head slightly. “Is this enough?” The card was matte black with a small embossed logo. No numbers on the front. No name visible from a distance. Easy to miss, if you don’t know what you’re looking at. The assistant’s expression doesn’t change immediately. She takes the card like she’s expecting a trick, glances down at it…and then stops. It’s small. The reaction. Almost nothing. But I see it. Her fingers tightening slightly around the edge.

“You talk too much. If you’re done already, then it’s my turn.” Harvey showed a cold expression. “I told you. I have twenty points. Why should I even add more here?” Jason flipped his hidden card with a loud bang. “But are you scared?” His hidden card was a king. He had twenty points in total. The crowd gasped. Some were even cheering for Jason at this moment. Since he revealed his card, he was no longer allowed to add more. With that said, twenty points were enough to secure a win. Jason did not need to draw any more cards.