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.

feel

ran out of

was he able to produce his bet ten times, but it was all in

him a brazoritchie, he said calmly: this

we can

until one of the parties surrenders, starting the execution of

Mr.

Sanderson is going for your arm! Harlee arched an eyebrow, curving

just one arm." What is so much fuss we

to sympathize with his

not for mere enjoyment, but rather a cover for a

destined to

The crowd was stunned.

that but with two hundred million in cash on the

The bet ...

now that the game is about to start participating, and now

I am not the face of

is that I bet an

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