Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Chapter 251

Frankie set down his mug and stood up, looking at Todd with a helpless yet firm expression. "Stay home and take care of yourself. Wait for my good news."

Todd nodded heavily, watching as Frankie walked out the door.

At night, Golden Plaza was bustling with people. The atmosphere was lively and extravagant.

In the farthest corner of the plaza stood a high-end hotel, a place where luxury cars gathered almost every night.

At the entrance of this grand hotel, a black Bentley rolled to a stop. The driver immediately stepped out, respectfully opening the back door.

Henry emerged, clad in a black suit. He adjusted his jacket, subtly attempting to conceal his protruding beer belly before striding inside.

The hotel's interior was lavish, with golden hues reflecting off every mirrored surface, creating an illusion of stepping into paradise. This establishment had flourished over the past two years, but its true significance lay beneath the surface.

Descending the stairs step by step, a vast hall unfolded before Henry's eyes. This was the underground level. The hall was lined with neatly arranged gambling tables, each one packed with players. Tall, stunning female dealers stood at the tables, flashing poised smiles as they expertly dealt the cards.

As Henry made his way down, many people greeted him respectfully. Clearly, he was no stranger here.

flashing a flattering smile. "Mr. Yates, we have a big game tonight. Are you

lifted his chin arrogantly.

his head and gestured. "This way, Mr.

Henry caught the envious gazes

Corporation, right? The Yates family

reputation has been

spends a fortune

respectful the manager is

admiration trickled into Henry's ears. Smirking, he sauntered into the private

was already

and approached Henry with a seductive

grabbed her hand, squeezing it as he chuckled ambiguously. "Baby,

had

than resisting, Cecilia leaned in even closer, playing along with practiced ease. She giggled sweetly. "Of course. I missed you so

heartily,

her another squeeze, he finally turned to Atticus. "Where's the other party? Not