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

to escort

a beguiling, mellifluous female voice resonated

pocket, you should find three ordinary

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

rippled through the assembled spectators,

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the mask of the God of Gambling, her form

emanated from

dimly lit ambiance, Hannah’s silky skin took

heavens, her

only I could clasp

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this enchantress be? Bold to emerge and challenge

Curiosity gripped the onlookers.

“Dear Miss, don’t assume that donning the same mask grants

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