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!”

private room was brutally

chubby man snapped, irritation flaring

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

chubby man’s bluster shriveled a bit.

who knew faces, leapt to his feet and hustled over to greet him with

do we owe the pleasure of your

finish fawning, a bodyguard

the chubby man, his gaze sharp and

smile flashing across his

A ruthless tycoon, the king of

man’s emotions were a whirlwind of alarm

word, Lysander signaled a bodyguard with a

bodyguard delivered a swift kick to the chubby man’s midsection.

knees, clutching

and frisked him, quickly extracting a smartphone from his pocket and handing it to Lysander.

scrutinized the phone-it was Thalassa’s, turned off.

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