Forbidden Passion

Chapter 337 Is She a Devil?

Phoebe walked in alone, and the bodyguards in the shadows immediately eyed her suspiciously. She headed straight to the gambling table where yesterday's video was taken. The same dealer was there. She leaned against the table and placed her bets casually, winning every time, whether she bet high or low.

The gambling house knew how to set people up. They let you win first, making you feel unbeatable, so you'd fall right into their trap.

Seeing her win several rounds, someone nearby started following her bets. Just as the dealer was about to deal, Phoebe leaned in and whispered something to him. The dealer's hand shook, and he looked at her in shock.

Phoebe smiled innocently. "Deal the cards."

The dealer turned pale but said, "I'll deal!" and dealt the cards. Phoebe won again.

At that moment, a large group of people in ragged clothes poured in through the entrance. Despite their appearance, they headed straight for Phoebe's table. The security guards tried to drive them away, but there were too many, and they were fearless.

"We have money for chips," a gaunt middle-aged man said, holding up cash.

These people, living at the bottom of society, decided to take a big gamble, hoping to change their lives.

The gambling house, running a legitimate business, couldn't openly act against them. The floor manager pressed the intercom to ask the boss for instructions. Upstairs, a masked man watched the chaos with interest. He had underestimated Phoebe. He had heard her threats through the dealer's earpiece earlier.

Yesterday, he had been careless and left her with leverage. He remembered the professor's assessment of her: Phoebe was the kind of person who, given a lever, could move the earth. And the masked man had given her a lever. Now, he wanted to see how she'd use this motley crew to challenge his gambling house.

Phoebe stood aside, watching. The gambling house wouldn't turn away customers. If you had money to gamble, you were a VIP.

gave them some money, and had them come

locked eyes with the masked man through a darkened pane of glass. The masked man said, "Play along with her. I want to

floor manager disconnected the intercom and gestured to

up at the third floor again. The first step of her plan was successful. The next step

from the slums gathered around the table, not acknowledging Phoebe or even looking

Phoebe placed, the crowd followed.

cheers, people started gathering around. Seeing them win every time, they also began placing bets. At first, not many bet, thinking they were shills.

tables were deserted, and everyone gathered around Phoebe's

his face.

the masked man figured out Phoebe's plan and

out, he knew how much they

He had miscalculated!

professor praised her so highly. He had

teeth and said, "Invite Phoebe

to the dealer through the intercom, "The boss wants to invite

was terrifying

a hundred

said, "Ma'am, our boss would like

remember the rule in Starfall City. As long as there's one

Phoebe's smile