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.

this venue doesn’t quite suit

me to escort

turned to leave, a beguiling,

pocket, you should find three

on the table, they’re imbued with magnetic stones, ensuring that

rippled through the assembled spectators, who willingly

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

admiration emanated

casino’s dimly lit ambiance, Hannah’s silky skin took on an even

her

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enchantress be? Bold to emerge and challenge the

Curiosity gripped the onlookers.

a haughty glance in Hannah’s direction, retorted, “Dear Miss, don’t assume that donning the same mask grants you the power to seize attention and

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