Chapter 963

Inside the luxurious private room of an upscale underground casino, the slightly chubby man who had kidnapped Thalassa was going all in with his gambling buddies.

“Roll the dice! If this isn’t a high roll, I’m betting everything I’ve got!” The man slammed a hefty stack of bills on the table, his eyes bulging like a frog’s as he watched the dice shaker covered by a cup.

After pocketing the money from Daniel, his first stop was this den of vice, desperate to win back what he’d lost before.

His opponent, a man in a loud Hawaiian shirt, idly twirled a cigarette between his lips, letting smoke curl into the air.

With a smirk, he taunted, “You sure you wanna bet high?”

“Positive! Roll!” the chubby man insisted.

The Hawaiian shirt guy poised his hand over the cup, ready to lift the veil on fate.

The chubby man’s eyes widened, his heart pounding as he watched, his future hinging on the hidden numbers.

Just as the cup was about to be lifted….

“Bang!”

the private room was brutally

hell is that!” the chubby man snapped, irritation flaring as he looked toward the entrance.

presence was as chilling as an arctic blast. This man clearly wasn’t someone to

man’s bluster shriveled a

a seasoned gambler who knew faces, leapt to his feet and hustled over to

the pleasure of

fawning, a bodyguard shoved him aside.

advanced toward the chubby man, his gaze

stood up, a frightened smile flashing across his face. “Mr. Sinclair, are you looking for

king of Starhaven’s elite, with a

the chubby man’s emotions were a

Lysander signaled a bodyguard with

a swift kick

to his knees, clutching his stomach, writhing in

a smartphone from his pocket and handing it to

was Thalassa’s,

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