The maids' eyes widened in shock.

Sophie couldn't help but chuckle.

Each maid pulled a bill from her purse and placed it in Gordon's hand. Then, they ran out crying.

Sophie was initially puzzled about why losing a single game made them cry, but the next moment, Gordon opened the drawer of the desk in front of him, revealing a thick stack of red bills.

That stack was worth two months' wages for those maids!

"Mr. Gordon, are you hard up for cash?"

"Not at all," Gordon said coolly. "But winning money sure feels great."

After a few days, Gordon seemed even more cunning than before.

Sophie sat across from Gordon and asked directly, "Why do you pretend to be sick?"

"Ever gone fishing?"

"Fishing?"

in Devonport is like an anchor, always steady. I got curious, wondering what changes would happen in Devonport

front of Sophie. "In an hour, just with a deck

Sophie was stunned.

"These

I've been getting reports on Devonport.

And the arcade's size has more than tripled, with cash transactions in

cash

for gaming tokens, and winnings could be

a form

underwent major reforms.

and

hadn't had such

in gambling. Ordinary people can only enter through the front door, and those in the know

Sophie frowned and

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