For some reason, Damian Vaughn still felt uneasy. He quickly added, “Let’s make this clear first—if the jade I cut out is worth even one dollar more than the ten million I paid, it counts as a rise. Even one dollar!”
“Of course,” Ethan Blake replied calmly. “But if it’s worth less than ten million, I win.”
Fae Stonecrest leaned closer, lowering her voice. “Ethan, are you sure about this?” She knew jade gambling well enough to recognize the half-gamble rough Damian had looked promising—the odds of a rise were high.
Ethan smiled faintly. “I’m not sure at all. Just feels like my luck’s still running. Might as well strike while it’s hot.”
He’d kept his tone soft, but Damian still heard every word—and smirked. Trying to beat me with luck? Keep dreaming.
Laurie Norton sighed. “You really ar
