Part 2The Heiress's High-Stakes Gamble

I was stunned, my fingers unconsciously tapping the railing.

I knew my sister's assets clearly. What was on the table was everything she had.

Looking at her thin figure, I felt a pang of heartache.

She trembled as she took out her phone, switching between a dozen loan apps.

It took a whole hour to barely scrape together a hundred thousand dollars.

"That's it?" Noah sneered, slamming his glass down. "Chloe makes more than that in one spa treatment."

Chloe covered her mouth and chuckled: "Luna, admit defeat. I'll be merciful and let you go."

Liam pushed his chips to the center of the table: "Call, and double it!"

My sister's face turned instantly pale.

"Seeing how short of money you are, let me help you again..."

Noah suddenly pressed a remote control, and the big screen lit up.

It was an AI deepfake video with my sister's face!

The actions were bold, the voice coquettish, just as if my sister had filmed it herself.

"That voice is amazing, so soulful. I'm hard instantly."

"Worthy of a rich girl, she's got flavor in bed!"

"I'll pay two million for the full set!"

My sister stood up abruptly.

She trembled all over, looking at her two former childhood friends in disbelief.

But they only had eyes for Chloe, gently draping a coat over her shoulders.

"Turn it off! Turn it off immediately!" she screamed hoarsely.

But the frenzied bidding drowned her out completely.

A waiter bowed and handed over a tablet: "Miss Vance, do you want to sell the video rights?"

"Otherwise, you either continue to follow or admit defeat!"

My sister's face was ashen. She covered her face with her hands and began to cry, "I... I really have nothing left..."

The men around her had greedy lights in their eyes, like a pack of hungry wolves staring at dying prey, ready to swarm the moment she admitted defeat.

My knuckles turned white as I clenched my fists, about to stand up.

But then I saw my sister trembling as she took a dusty gray stone out of her worn pocket and carefully placed it on the waiter's tray: "Use this for chips..."

Laughter exploded instantly.

Chloe laughed so hard she trembled: "Oh my god! Is Luna crazy from poverty? Trying to exchange a random stone for chips?"

The waiter respectfully took the stone away. In less than three minutes, he returned pushing neat stacks of five million in chips to the table.

"Miss Vance, your chips."

The hall fell dead silent instantly.

Chloe's expression could no longer be maintained: "That broken stone is worth five million?!"

Liam stood up abruptly: "Are you kidding?!"

Noah overturned his chair: "Call the appraiser!"