Richest Mogul

Chapter 1481

Skylar's bright smile and the sight of her in matching loungewear-the same one Joe wore-seemed to calm his turbulent thoughts. "Let's cook together," he said. Skylar immediately wrapped her arms around Joe. "What do you want to eat?"

Joe lowered his gaze to the woman in his arms, his eyes showing a hint of a smile. "Let me think."

"Let's open the fridge and see what we have," Skylar said as she headed for the fridge.

But before she could reach it, she suddenly found herself lifted off the ground.

"Joe, what are you doing?" she asked, startled.

"First, feed me, then we can cook," Joe replied.

"Wait... Wait a minute..." Skylar stammered. "Mm..."

...

days later, the underground casino buzzed with life, the clinking of chips reverberating through the walls. The air was charged with excitement, though some faces were

few were grinning from ear to ear after their wins, while others had already pawned their possessions just to stay

Among them was Stephen.

an hour ago, chips were piled high in front of him, and people around him were congratulating him. But now, just half an

bloodshot as he stared intently at

funds. The few chips left before him amounted to just a few thousand. Moments ago, he had been on a hot streak,

was his lucky day, that he would finally recover his losses and maybe even walk away with a few million to spare. But in less than 30 minutes, everything had

over his cards, his face turned pale. His mind raced, his

get out of the way," someone

could barely hear what the others

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him, but I think it's

play with

stood up, stiff and disoriented, he couldn't help but

the ten times he'd come, only twice had he left a winner.