Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 160 If Anyone Dares to Take Her Eyes, I'll Kill Them

Mildred Gomez might not have been the sharpest tool in the shed, but having grown up in Sylvester's shadow, she had a crystal-clear understanding of his temper. The talk of betting a pair of eyes made her acutely aware of the rage building inside Sylvester.

She glanced up at the stage, trying to make sense of it all. The so-called 'king of bets' didn't seem out of the ordinary-buzzcut, a familiar build that caught her eye. The only odd thing was his youth.

Sylvester turned to Mildred with a voice that carried a chilling edge, "Get Ethan for me."

Confused but obliging, Mildred nodded, "Right away, sir."

Soon, Ethan arrived, bowing his head, both respectful and perplexed, "You called for me, sir?"

Meanwhile, Charles was focused on the stage, ignoring the exchange nearby.

making his moves so much easier in the future. If he could bring Cove into his sphere of influence, the royalty would honor him, and he wouldn't

his thoughts, Charles was oblivious to his

fixated on Lela on the stage, his face taut and voice low so that only Ethan could hear, "I don't care what the outcome is; the bet has to end without a scratch on her. If anything goes wrong, don't bother showing up for work again." It was an unspoken order

surprised; he didn't understand why his boss would say such a thing. Although Sylvester cared about the casino, what did it have to do with this 'king of bets'? Besides, when had Sylvester ever cared about anyone beyond Raymond and

on earth was this 'king of

for now and focus on the task at hand, "Yes, I'll get

left, he set out to prepare

seated, eyes downcast, idly fiddling with a small white firearm in his hand

ensure the fairness of the competition, both underworld and law enforcers mandated a

avoid any special treatment, the casino's

relished in breaking

from Ethan, still pondering its purpose when he caught sight of his