Chapter 158 Sylvester Bets on the King to Win

"Smart move," Lela complimented.

"Of course. I've put down five million euros, so you have to win it back for me, no excuses." Lela's lips curled into a confident smile as her eyes gleamed with certainty. "Double it." Just as Lily was about to agree, her gaze was drawn to a scene unfolding on the screen.

The final stages of the competition were underway.

A man from Pliar country was seated opposite a foreigner - the very Yaz whom everyone outside the ring was so sure would win.

The foreigner had sharp, rugged features, aged with wrinkles that hinted at the passage of time despite still showing traces of his former appearance. Lily nearly choked on her frustration.

Sensing Lily's agitation, Lela glanced at her. "What's up?"

Finishing her wine in one gulp, Lily's eyes were predatory. "It's him, Yaz."

Right then, she felt an overwhelming urge to tear the man apart.

their country wouldn't accept. To appease public outcry, the royals went so far as to plant this

to over a

to a face she recognized all too well

Her uncle.

fleeting, and by the time Lela glanced over, the

smile. No wonder she had nearly been assassinated upon arrival;

here in Pliar

man. Was Charles behind the

hurled her glass and

with Lily.

Lily, put on a golden mask amidst the rising commotion,

on

showdown between

to the arena by a team of black-suited bodyguards prepared by Ethan, Lela, with her tall, slender figure more delicate than most boys-stepped forward with a steady stride. Her entrance set the

think will win, the

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