Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 155 Just Chips in a Game

Victor slumped into his chair, his chiseled face a mix of emotions. He surveyed the surroundings; this was Cove, not his turf, and without his own bodyguards at his side, he knew he couldn't pull any stunts, especially not against the formidable

founder of Grape Casino.

With a mere fifty million on him, it was impossible to bridge the gap that night.

Even if he could, it would take time.

He needed to leave and raise money.

Finally, he put it out there: "I can pay it back, no doubt. But I need time. I can write an IOU." Victor offered.

As he spoke, his expression soured by the second.

Humiliation was unfamiliar to him.

John drew deeply from his cigar before tossing it aside with a decisive motion. Rising with a slap on the table, his face twisted into a mask of severity. "Vic, I'm ruthless, not a charity. MY rules reign tonight, and only tonight."

to break

Victor retorted, "I'm not a deadbeat. If

tension escalated, much to the crowd's amusement.

was the big fish here, and with

the casino's policy was there for a reason to

unfortunately, bit off more than they

Just like Victor.

Flora, standing nearby, without saying another word. With a

seizing Victor and pinning him

eye. A little recklessness in my youth cost me that, and I've never taken to seeing a man with a perfect pair of eyes since. Money is no object to me. If you won't pay your debt, how about we settle

"Aren't you afraid of the

jeered, "Idiot, as long as there's

Victor's such a naïve fool,"

to tremble. A rich boy from Central City,

"I assure you,

touch my eyes. Give me a little time, and I'll get the money. The Robinsons will even grant you a