Was Valentina Going to Lose?

Hunter, who had been sitting casually with one leg over the other, immediately straightened his back when he saw Valentina's card. His facial expression changed drastically. He removed the cigarette from his mouth. The woman was left stunned on the sofa. The guests fixed their gaze on the scene. Nine of diamonds, nine of spades, Jack of hearts, twenty-eight points. By a stroke of luck, Valentina's three cards scored one point higher than Hunter's. She won narrowly. "Mr. Hunter had already scored twenty-seven points, and she managed to score twenty-eight. What a stroke of luck." "What were they betting on? Why does Mr. Hunter look so upset? Could it be a significant wager?" While some guests were curious, Valentina slowly said, "Let's start." Hunter eased his facial expression and laughed casually, "Someone as beautiful as you wouldn't really want to play something so bloody and violent, would you?" Hunter thought she was just saying these words to get his attention. He hadn't expected