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Little Phoenix curled her crimson lips and looked at the woman across the table. "Open it."

Under the eager gazes of the crowd, the dealer finally lifted the dice cup.

Four-four-six. Total: fourteen. Big.

Quite a few faces darkened as they watched the dealer toss one chip to Chloe Bishop and sweep the rest into her own pile.

Armand, as the banker