Xabat’s face changed slightly, he turned his head carefully to look at Severo, then nodded politely to Gabrio in greeting, then retreated behind Severo.
Severo had just mentioned the latest IP check, and although the details of the address had not been found, half of the information that had been found was very similar to the address that Gabrio had emailed to Allyce.
This was enough to make them suspect that the person who had sent the email to Allyce was probably Gabrio.
“I didn’t expect to meet Mr. Ortis here, what a coincidence. Severus narrowed his eyes slightly and watched Gabrio carefully.
Gabrio smiled slightly, appearing softer and more approachable throughout.
“Is Sir Betances’ body all right?” Gabrio seemed to think for a moment before uttering the last words.
His gaze did not move as he watched Severo, the emotions in his eyes somewhat indistinguishable.
Severus raised his eyebrows slightly at her words: “Sir Ortis is quite concerned about my health.
Gabrio laughed lightly and said: “Sir Betances forgets that Allyce and I are very good friends.
Severo’s face was slightly cold, his voice soft and imperturbable: “In that case, Monsieur Ortis go and sit with me in the box”.
A flash of surprise crossed Gabrio’s face and Severo, without waiting for an answer, picked up his feet and walked in the direction of the box.
Xabat glanced at Gabrio and also followed closely behind Severo.
…
In the box, Neto found a pack of cards and asked Allyce and Victorino to play with him, while Lucila asked for nursery rhymes and sang them with Alonzo.
Alonzo, who had no idea how to sing, laughed as he clapped his hands on the microphone and had fun.
When the door to the box opened, Allyce was debating which card to play, so she paid no attention to it, unaware that Gabrio was entering with her.
“Gabrio!” came Lucila’s voice over the microphone.
It was then that Allyce looked up and saw that Severo and Gabrio had approached him.
“Gabrio,” Allyce called out to him, a smile escaping her eyes, “What are you doing here?”
Gabrio smiled and spoke: “I came to have dinner with my colleagues from the hospital and I happened to meet Mr. Betances, who invited me in.
Severo had asked Gabrio to come in and sit down…
Allyce looked at Severo with confusion; the last time she and Gabrio had met, Severo had turned Gabrio down, but now she was inviting him in.
Allyce brushed away her doubts: “Do you want to come and play cards together? We’re about to finish this game.
Allyce looked at Gabrio and then shifted her gaze to Severo.
Severo replied: “Of course”.
Then he sat down next to Allyce.
Allyce was sitting on the sofa, and once Severo sat down next to her, she tilted her head to look at her cards, her arm resting on the back of the sofa behind Allyce.
Allyce hesitated for a moment and was about to play when Severo reached out his hand and stopped her, she looked at him out of the corner of her eye in confusion and saw Severo point to another card, “Play this one”.
“This one?” Allyce sniffed and held out the one he was pointing at with a look of distrust.
Severo raised an eyebrow in disgust and whispered: “Don’t worry, you won’t lose.
The interaction between the two was natural and intimate, and Neto was so annoyed that he gathered the remaining cards in his hand, slammed them on the table and said loudly: “I said you’re through. There are a lot of single dogs here watching, and the children are very old, and you’re still in love!
Allyce glared at Neto, forget him, he was a former gigolo, he had been with Lucila for almost three years and he still wasn’t her boyfriend, he wasn’t happy.
“I’ll pay for this. Allyce smiled and held out the card Severo was pointing to, before giving Neto a sympathetic look.
Neto smiled slyly: “Severo, if I win your wife’s money ….”.
Without waiting for them to finish their words, Severo took the floor: “Can you win?
Neto felt slighted and grunted as he turned his head and started working on his cards, he still had to win.
As expected, Allyce won – after all, she had a decathlon husband and Severo had no difficulty playing cards.
“Shit, that doesn’t count, you two couples cheated on me together, it’s not fair! I’m not convinced!” Neto threw the two remaining cards in his hand on the table, clutching his hair and screaming.
Off to the side, Victorino slowly and methodically took the money Neto had pressed there and divided it with Allyce before languidly telling Neto: “You can’t win even if it’s just the gentleman”.
Neto’s face darkened and he began to shuffle his cards, saying nothing.
Allyce looked at Gabrio: “Gabrio, you come too, I’m not coming to watch you play”.
It was rare that Severo was willing to take the initiative and invite Gabrio to play with him, and Allyce thought that was a good thing.
After all, both men were important to her.
One was Gabrio, who had grown up seeing her as a dear brother, and the other was the husband she was to spend her life with, and she certainly hoped their relationship would not be so icy either.
“Hmm.” At Allyce’s words, Gabrio would hardly refuse.
Meanwhile, Xabat took a phone call and hurried out, leaving the four men playing cards together, with Allyce watching.
Even Lucila, who was singing a children’s song in the background, came running with Alonzo in her arms.
Allyce took Alonzo in her arms and turned her head to look at Severo’s letters.
Severo held out his hand and handed it to her to look at her, raising his eyes just in time to meet Gabrio’s gaze, both with a hint of sharp emotion in their eyes.
Allyce looked carefully at the cards in Severo’s hand and said, “You’ve got some bad cards here”.
Severo raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
Allyce thought Severo was too smart to win with such a bad hand, but he was wrong and Severo won.
In the second game, Severo’s cards were very good and he won again without a doubt.
For the next dozen matches in a row, it was Severo who won.
Allyce sensed something and looked at Gabrio, who was frowning and not looking well.
At the end of another round, Neto said: “Shit, one more round!
Severo reached out and picked up Alonzo in Allyce’s arms and said with a weak look, “It’s getting late, the baby needs to go home and rest.