Sophia had terrible poker etiquette, whenever she won, she would be over the moon and when she lost, she would act like a tragic heroine in a melodrama. She was utterly shameless.

"Alright then, let’s play a few rounds," Edmund said casually. Then, he pulled out his phone and made a call without hesitation. "Jason, I’m at Evergreen Estates, Row 3, House 18A. Bring me some cash."

Immediately, I knew that money was meant for Sophia.

Zachary was still ...