In the spotlight of the casino, the woman Nigel hired radiated with an enchanting allure.

Turning towards Bryson, Nigel’s smile held a subtle element of self-satisfaction, a glint of triumph in his eyes.

“Mr.

Mitchell, how is your experience? The God of Gambling hasn’t disappointed, has she?”

The God of Gambling?

Bryson’s indifference was palpable as he averted his gaze from the veiled woman.

He had astutely observed her cheating moments ago.

If she were indeed the God of Gambling, her deceit would not have been so readily exposed.

Yet Bryson chose not to divulge the truth, feigning disinterest.

Nigel, failing to discern a satisfactory reaction from Bryson’s demeanor, felt his smile momentarily freeze before he gracefully regained his composure.

“It appears, Mr.

venue doesn’t quite suit your

me to escort

beguiling, mellifluous female

pocket, you should find three ordinary

with magnetic stones, ensuring that no matter how they’re cast, the outcome aligns

murmurs rippled through the assembled spectators, who

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God of Gambling, her form adorned in a red wrap dress

emanated

ambiance, Hannah’s silky skin took on an even more

the heavens, her

could

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Bold to emerge

Curiosity gripped the onlookers.

casting a haughty glance in Hannah’s direction, retorted, “Dear Miss, don’t assume that donning the same mask grants

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