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

complexes ran out of

produce his bet ten times, but it was all in

cost him a brazoritchie, he said calmly:

necessary, we can

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

Mr.

Miss Sanderson is going for your arm! Harlee

one arm." What is so much

sympathize

mentioned only for fun, it was not for mere enjoyment, but rather

night, Shipley was destined

The crowd was stunned.

million in cash on the table and the ability to broad intensely, with

The bet ...

about to start participating, and

said I am not the face of Shipley got

I say is that I bet an arm, you bet

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