After making his point, Remington turned to face Rodrigo, saying, “Rodrigo, this time you’ve really crossed the line.

Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten my strict rules about gambling with lives on this ship?”

Rodrigo’s expression shifted noticeably.

Faced with Remington, he had no option but to admit his mistake, “I apologize, Mr.

Lyons.

I acted too rashly.

Bryson, with a mocking grin, leaned back in his chair casually.

Looking up at Remington, he remarked, “Just be honest if you can’t handle it.

I won’t mock you, Mr.

Lyons.

Remington’s smile vanished as he fixed his gaze on Bryson, his lips forming a tight, straight line.

“Alright, I’m in for the bet.

responded, his face breaking into a

the gambling table, Remington sat

“Mr.

don’t beat

round, and the winner

and see who gets

the crowd around

handful of people remained near the table, including

hand, looking up at her with

“Don’t worry.

I’ve got this.

smile, easing her

“I trust you, Mr.

Lyons.

Remington let go of her hand and placed the dice cup on the

towards Bryson and invited,

his eyebrows, took hold of the

table, the room went silent, everyone’s attention fixed

eager for

watched intently,

hands were damp

Bryson’s victory, yet

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