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.

to feel

ran

bet ten times, but

him a brazoritchie, he said calmly: this is just

necessary, we can make

not end until one of the parties surrenders, starting the execution of the

Mr.

your arm! Harlee arched an eyebrow, curving

arm." What is so much fuss we are only having

to sympathize with his

it was not for mere enjoyment, but rather a cover

night, Shipley was destined to lose his

The crowd was stunned.

what kind of ruthless comment was that but with two hundred million in cash on

The bet ...

is about to start

am not the

bet an arm, you bet

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