Chapter 273

In the depths of a subterranean pool in Beaconsfield, a man emerged from the water, droplets cascading from his chin, tracing the muscled contours of his chest, before reaching the enigmatic zone at his waist.

His broad shoulders tapered to a narrow waist, the sculpted lines of his abdomen alluring in

their definition.

A butler, immaculate in white gloves, hurried over, bowing respectfully, extending a plush towel to the man. Taking the towel, the man began to dry his hair with a swift motion.

Someone had been waiting for him, and upon his emergence, quickly stood up, “King, things. with the Haywood family are wrapping up fast. Max’s crew isn’t pulling punches, and with our involvement, they won’t last much longer.”

The man called King chuckled but remained silent.

The report continued, “But Miss Brielle’s been hospitalized. The Haywood family are really bold, stirring trouble at a time like this. Should we keep our hands in the game?”

Wrapping the towel around his waist, King strode forward, “How bad is she hurt? Who’s behind it?”

“It’s serious, and it’s tied to the Haywood family and Kingston Enterprises.”

his eyes narrowing thoughtfully.

Brielle might…”

the brightly lit distance, his eyes shimmering with a hidden dance of light and

even more challenging when that person was Max. Max was undoubtedly more composed and ruthless than the average person. Even if he could love, it wouldn’t come so quickly.

and as for Max, he’s even less likely. So we wait.” He swirled the wine in his glass, a sly smile creeping across his lips, “When the time comes, we’ll just

to her

as quickly as it

his smile, felt a shiver run

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rushing to cast his net. Instead, he watched with

was he waiting for? No one knew.

from his chair, King set his wine glass aside, donned an impeccable suit, and accepted a mask from the butler before heading to the underground casino. This was his realm, a

the crowd parted, greeting him with reverence. His

gambling den was a place of heaven or hell with just a thought, all at the whim of the

approached the grandest gambling table and sat down, beckoning with a few casual flicks of

raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a mischievous smirk. “Perfect, let him lose his chips.

was unaware of such a character

the Haywood family was like fish on a chopping block, ready for

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