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."

want to

not a deadbeat. If I say I'll pay,

the crowd's amusement. They watched

was the big fish here, and with

a reason to curb gambling addiction

bit off more than

Just like Victor.

Flora, standing nearby, without saying another word. With a slight lift of

bodyguards surged forward at his command, seizing Victor and pinning him down on the poker table

a perfect pair of eyes since. Money is no object to me. If you won't pay your debt, how about we settle with one of your eyes? Two hundred million for an eye -

you afraid of the people

and someone jeered, "Idiot, as long as there's no

Victor's such a

legs began to tremble. A rich boy from Central City, accustomed to

Victor pleaded, visibly scared, "I

blurt out in cold sweat, "Please, just don't touch my eyes.