Stella grinned, took a sip from her thermos, and remarked, "This is the last time.

Keegan's got big dreams, and I won't let Dahlia mess them up.” After passing through Blake's hands, ten million came up two million short.

There was only one explanation: this guy was still hitting the tables.

Stella's hunch was spot-on; Blake had indeed returned to his old gambling habits.

Blake was already a regular at the casino, despite being banned before.

But in this world, rules and boundaries hardly mattered.

If you had the cash, doors swung wide open.

Getting into an underground casino wasn't easy; usually, you needed an introduction from someone in the know and had to go through a few hoops blindfolded.

But with Vermont leading the way, Stella, anewcomer, got in without a hitch.

Vermont was bold, ambitious, and loved a good gamble.

In his younger days, he rubbed shoulders with all kinds of people and was introduced to the world of gambling by his pals.

were no guaranteed

lowest, he couldn't even cover daily expenses and had to rely on

he picked up some tricks, learned to quit while ahead, and made

didn't last long before Keegan

on him before, showed up one afternoon and gave him a proper

could still feel the tremble in his hand after Keegan's

toll gambling could take; his grandfather died

meeting the same

by gambling, no amount of wealth could

many lives destroyed by

certain he wouldn't

control over the winnings was just

boasting about his wins with Keegan hinted at his

wake-up call snapped him out

clear of such places, only occasionally

connections and knew

the casino boss he was bringing a

off, the bright light blinded

Stella a mask and whispered,

one shows their true face here, and no electronics

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