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.

thing,” Bryson responded, his face breaking into a

gambling table, Remington sat down, his

“Mr.

beat around

round, and the winner takes

dice and see who gets the higher

declaration, the crowd

of people remained near the

the table, gently held Hannah’s hand, looking up

“Don’t worry.

I’ve got this.

soft smile, easing her

“I trust you, Mr.

Lyons.

of her hand and placed the dice

Bryson and invited,

slight lift of his eyebrows,

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

eager for a

too, watched intently, her

hands were damp

had faith in Bryson’s victory, yet

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