"Alright, let's stop talking. Since we're here to play, let's play well. You guys serve us." The man who had poured drinks for Isabella Moretti earlier spoke up again.
The women who had been sidelined earlier immediately gathered around, and when they looked at Isabella Moretti, there was a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.
Isabella Moretti smiled. Did she have such an easily defeated face?
"Let's play something simple, Blackjack, with a limit of five cards. Everyone knows how to play, right?"
Isabella Moretti nodded. "Sure."
With that, everyone began placing their bets and taking turns being the dealer.
Roman Bianchi became the first dealer, and they all placed their bets.
During Roman Bianchi's turn as dealer, Isabella Moretti lost all her chips. It was clear they weren't happy with this outcome.
In the next round, with Roman Bianchi no longer dealing, Isabella Moretti took over. "Looks like luck is on my side, giving me a chance to turn things around."
"Hmph, just don't ask us to go easy on you later. We're all here to have fun, right?"
Glancing at Roman Bianchi, it was evident that this man had invited her to see her embarrassed and lose everything.
Isabella Moretti looked at Roman Bianchi and smiled faintly. "Roman Bianchi, you invited me here just to see me embarrassed and lose everything, didn't you?"
"You're right, that's exactly what I had in mind." Roman Bianchi placed a bet of one million without hesitation, and Isabella Moretti didn't stop him. She shuffled and dealt the cards.
Feeling lucky, Isabella Moretti won with a perfect score of twenty-one. Unsatisfied with losing, Roman Bianchi raised the bet to two million for the next round, but Isabella Moretti remained silent and smiling.
Dealing the cards, in this round, except for Roman Bianchi's hand, all the other four hands lost. "Thank you, I knew you wouldn't just watch me lose everything," Isabella Moretti remarked.
Seeing Isabella Moretti's smiling face, Roman Bianchi's expression turned ugly with anger. He was about to bet five million, but was stopped by the others. "Third Brother, relax, why are you in such a hurry?"
Isabella Moretti sat quietly, not in a hurry, and smiled as she watched Roman Bianchi. This man really couldn't control his temper. If the Bianchi Family were handed over to such a person, they would surely be ruined sooner or later.
Under everyone's persuasion, Roman Bianchi continued with a two million bet. This time, only the person who had stopped Roman Bianchi from betting five million won, while the others all lost.
In the end, Isabella Moretti won about fifty million. Seeing her unusually good luck, some of them seemed suspicious. Roman Bianchi was the first to speak up, of course. "Isabella Moretti, are you cheating?"
The women who had been silent all this time chimed in, "Yeah, otherwise how could you keep dealing? Shouldn't we search her?"
Isabella Moretti heard this and laughed even more brightly. She put down the cards in her hand, wanting to see what Roman Bianchi meant.
Roman Bianchi looked at Isabella Moretti. "Miss Isabella, you wouldn't mind, would you?"
The second-ranked guy beside him glanced at Isabella Moretti. "Winning so much, what's wrong with searching her?"
Seeing the others not speaking up, it was clear they wanted to see the show. Isabella Moretti chuckled and looked at Roman Bianchi. "Roman Bianchi, I'm considered yours after all. If someone searches me here, do you think it'll reflect well on you?"
"It doesn't matter."
"I understand. You just want an excuse. But what can I do? Although I, Isabella Moretti, am not a big shot, I'm still a young lady from the Moretti Family. I can't afford to lose face for the Moretti Family, even if you don't care about the Bianchi Family."
"What if we insist on searching?" Roman Bianchi's tone became more aggressive.
Isabella Moretti smiled. "If you insist on searching, then I have no choice. But you need to think carefully. If you can't find any cards on me, I won't let it go."
With that, Isabella Moretti grabbed the empty bottle from the table and smashed it on the coffee table. The sharp glass shards made the women shiver and dare not move.
These bastards thought she, Isabella Moretti, was easy to bully? Did they really think they could search her?
Roman Bianchi looked at her reaction. "Are you really so upset? Let me tell you, Isabella Moretti, there are rules to the game. You can ask around. How many people who've won money just leave like that?"
Isabella Moretti crossed her arms, her smile undiminished. "Everything has a precedent. Since I can afford to play, I can afford to lose. Originally, I didn't plan to take these checks, but now I think I should. Donating them to Hope Primary School would be good, don't you think?"
Several people's faces turned ugly. They had never encountered such bad luck when they went out to play, especially encountering Isabella Moretti. Not a single one of them had won.
"Isabella Moretti, it's not so easy for you to leave like this. Either drink all this alcohol or leave the money behind," Roman Bianchi stood up, pulling Isabella Moretti's arm and coldly ordering her.
Isabella Moretti frowned slightly, looking at Roman Bianchi with a hint of anger in her eyes. Was this man really forcing her, a lady from a prestigious family, to fight with him?
Seeing Isabella Moretti's slight change in expression, Roman Bianchi thought she was afraid, so he spoke up, "Scared now, huh?"
Isabella Moretti smiled and grabbed Roman Bianchi's collar, bringing their faces closer. "I am a little scared indeed..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Isabella Moretti forcefully kneed him in his most vulnerable area.
"Ugh." Roman Bianchi groaned in pain, his face turning as white as a sheet. Everyone in the room knew what Isabella Moretti had done to him by his awkward posture.
"Roman Bianchi, even a cornered rabbit will bite. So don't bully women. Women can be scarier than men when they're angry. Just because I have a good temper doesn't mean I can be bullied."
Roman Bianchi sighed in relief and raised his hand, pointing at Isabella Moretti menacingly. "Grab her, strip her naked, and throw her out onto the street. This despicable woman needs to be taught a lesson."
Several men in the room couldn't just let Isabella Moretti leave like this after seeing Roman Bianchi being handled by a woman. However, as they stood up, Isabella Moretti had already approached the door and swiftly opened it.