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.

the most notorious scoundrels, gave them some money, and

was probably asking for instructions. She looked up at the third floor and locked eyes with the masked man through a darkened pane of glass. The

and gestured to the bodyguards, who dispersed back into the

first step of her plan was

the table, not acknowledging Phoebe or even looking

Phoebe placed, the crowd followed.

a couple hundred people. Hearing Phoebe's table's cheers, people started gathering around. Seeing them win every time, they also began placing bets. At first, not many

everyone

down his face. In a short time, the

figured out Phoebe's plan and

how much

He had miscalculated!

the professor praised her so highly. He

teeth

he spoke to the dealer through the intercom, "The boss wants to invite Phoebe upstairs."

terrifying

people and then over a hundred to gather around this table? His

and said, "Ma'am, our boss would like to

Keep dealing. I remember the rule in Starfall City. As long as there's one customer left, you

trembled, looking at Phoebe's smile and thinking,