Chapter 117

Chapter 117: I should have stayed in the bar below.

This is a waste of time.

Club Tartarus is getting worse.

The mocking comments filled the air.

Harlee's expression remained unalterable while hitting the table with his fingers.

Moments later, Ritchie placed the basic safe in front of her.

When opening it, the content left everyone without words.

A safe full of money! A spectator shouted: two hundred million! There are two hundred million in cash! The multitude gasped collectively, surprised.

The entrance to the roof game room was a privilege reserved for the rich or the nobles, each with assets greater than one hundred million, but none had ever seen Someone boldly present two hundred million in cash.

began to feel

ran out of

to produce his bet ten times, but it was all

a brazoritchie, he said

we can make

end until one of the parties surrenders, starting the execution of the

Mr.

not forgotten, Miss Sanderson is going for your arm! Harlee arched an eyebrow, curving her lips in a playful

one arm." What is so much fuss we

to sympathize with his

for fun, it was not for mere enjoyment, but rather a cover for a brutal

night, Shipley was destined

The crowd was stunned.

kind of ruthless comment was that but with two hundred million

The bet ...

about to start participating, and now you doubt the

said I am not the face of

say is that I bet an arm, you bet

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