Chapter 112

Wilbur slumped weakly on his chair and manured, “So this is what a gambler Is like.”

He did not use any of his abilities, engaging in the gambling session as an ordinary person.

Wilbur strived to immerse himself in the role of a ganhler. He experienced the feelings that came with gambling. The excitement of winning, the frustration of losing, and the frenzy that took over after losing a lot of money.

The thrill kept him excited with the surging adrenaline in his body.

The sensation was more intense than a roller coaster ride, thrilling him in a way that made him understand why people sald gambling was addictive. It really was.

He was in despair like a gambler who lost everything

laughed at that point.

dollars. On top of that, he borrowed another four million dollars. In one evening, he lost a total

from the morning and made several million dollars in

was under his contral Kenji could manipulate him as he pleased.

‘I lost eight million dollars in a single night. That’s a significant sum, excluding the interest. A small gambling session managed to gain them eight million dollars in one night. There probably aren’t many billion–dollar businesses that could profit eight million dollars per day. What a

Detroit was a

had his assets. Kenji was only exploiting him

he’s doing,” Wilbur

the morning, and you

shook his

smiled faintly and said, “I can turn off the jammer now,

money left.” Suddenly, Wilbur sat up straight and took a sip of

it seems that you’re not

I find it hard to believe you would actually sell me for parts,” said Wilbur with a resigned expression

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