“Aren’t you curious about which one is the true God of Gambling?”

Nigel chuckled as though entertained by a jest.

“Mr.

Mitchell, your infrequent visits to casinos may have left you unaware of the formidable reputation the God of Gambling wields.

Now that you’ve developed an interest in our little spectacle, I’ll gladly partake in this amusement alongside you.

Let us consider it a jest!”

With this declaration, Nigel signaled to the retinue behind him to leave the newcomer alone for the time being.

Adorning Hannah’s delicate neck was a rose-shaped velvet necklace, ingeniously housing a voice-altering device.

In the midst of such a chaotic environment, Hannah demonstrated a masterful ability to conceal her true identity.

Before the impostor on the opposite side could utter a word, Hannah adopted a taunting tone.

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