Driven to hysteria by his losses, Coen was now desperate.

“I still have my life! I’ll bet with my life! Just one more game! If I win, you must return everything to me! I mean everything!”

Coen rose, pointing at the nearby staff member.

“I don’t trust his shuffling! I’ll shuffle and deal the cards myself for the final round!”

The masked figure nodded slightly.

“As you wish.

The audience reacted with shock and disbelief.

“A few more games and he’s bankrupt? And now he’s betting his life?”

“Is he insane? Losing his fortune is one thing, but staking his Life?”

“Someone, stop him before it’s too late!”

Despite attempts to pull him away, Coen was consumed by his gambling fervor.

with determination, eyes fixed

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cards!

“Sure.

will honor the guest’s request,” the masked man said, signaling for

Hannah suddenly whispered,

“Why?” Lydia asked quietly.

game purely luck-based? If luck favors him, he could

chance of winning this

expression shifted, but he remained

“There’s more to it.

numbers on the

can manipulate them to his

a common cheating method in casinos, but he’s so adept at

Lydia gasped.

“That’s deceitful!”

we lack evidence,” Hannah continued, her focus on

I said he won’t succeed, even if he handles the

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