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!”

door to the private room was brutally kicked open.

is that!” the chubby man snapped, irritation

whose presence was as chilling as an

bluster shriveled a

the Hawaiian shirt guy, a seasoned gambler who knew faces, leapt to his

Sinclair! To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit? Today is indeed

could finish fawning, a bodyguard shoved

chubby man, his gaze

up, a frightened smile flashing across

of Starhaven’s elite, with a reputation

Lysander approached, the chubby man’s emotions were a whirlwind

a word, Lysander signaled a

delivered a swift kick

his knees, clutching his stomach, writhing in agony.

a smartphone from his pocket and handing it

phone-it was Thalassa’s, turned

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