Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 292

Of everyone at the card table, the only ones who seemed truly bored were Miranda and Viola, seated beside each other on the velvet bench.

Since the start of the game, Miranda hadn’t won a single hand. Every time she called for a card, Cynthia would immediately claim victory, leaving Miranda perpetually one step behind.

It wasn’t until Nathan and his brother arrived that Miranda’s smile finally returned.

“Nathan, what took you so long?” she called out, her tone lightening instantly. “Garry and Dominic have been waiting for ages.”

Nathan offered a sheepish grin. “Sorry about that. There was a situation at the office—we got here as soon as we could.”

Viola stood up just then, eager to help. “I saved the suite next door for you two. Let me show you the way.”

Dominic, meanwhile, remained focused on the game, coaching Cynthia through her next move. He showed no intention of getting up.

Miranda turned to him, her voice gentle. “Dominic, Nathan and Garry are here.”

Dominic nodded, finally glancing up at the Guthrie brothers. “Go ahead, I just want to see how this round ends. I’ll join you in a minute.”

Nathan had noticed Dominic sitting behind a woman, quietly giving her advice. It struck him as odd—Dominic was hardly the nurturing type. Any woman who could keep Dominic’s attention like this must be someone special.

“Looks intense. Mind if we watch for a bit?” Nathan said, curiosity sparking in his eyes as he stepped forward.

Cynthia was ready for her final play. If she drew the right card, she’d clinch the pot—over a million on the table. As her turn came, she nudged the man behind her with her elbow.

“Nick, do me a favor? Draw for me.”

Without hesitation, Dominic rose and drew the card for her. He barely glanced at it, brushing his thumb over the edge, then murmured, “You’ve got it.”

Miranda, not so lucky, had to pay out to all three winners. Frustrated, she pushed her cards away, then turned to the Guthrie brothers, who stood behind Cynthia.

“Go on, you two—go play your own game,” she grumbled.

Nathan, still standing behind Dominic, had clearly noticed the moment Cynthia’s lips brushed Dominic’s neck—the way Dominic’s back stiffened and the sudden flush that crept up his ears.

As the group began to leave, Nathan couldn’t help but let his gaze linger on Cynthia’s face. She was striking, and she looked familiar somehow. Just as he was trying to recall where he’d seen her before, Cynthia glanced up and offered him a soft, fleeting smile.

Suddenly, it clicked. “Wait, she’s… she’s that…”

She was the infamous fiancée who had insisted on breaking off her engagement with Dominic.

Before he could finish the thought aloud, Garry quickly clapped a hand over Nathan’s mouth. Dominic looked genuinely happy tonight. No reason to drag up unpleasant memories.