The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 963

Chapter 963

Inside the luxurious private room of an upscale underground casino, the slightly chubby man who had kidnapped Thalassa was going all in with his gambling buddies.

“Roll the dice! If this isn’t a high roll, I’m betting everything I’ve got!” The man slammed a hefty stack of bills on the table, his eyes bulging like a frog’s as he watched the dice shaker covered by a cup.

After pocketing the money from Daniel, his first stop was this den of vice, desperate to win back what he’d lost before.

His opponent, a man in a loud Hawaiian shirt, idly twirled a cigarette between his lips, letting smoke curl into the air.

With a smirk, he taunted, “You sure you wanna bet high?”

“Positive! Roll!” the chubby man insisted.

The Hawaiian shirt guy poised his hand over the cup, ready to lift the veil on fate.

The chubby man’s eyes widened, his heart pounding as he watched, his future hinging on the hidden numbers.

Just as the cup was about to be lifted….

“Bang!”

room was

is that!” the chubby man snapped, irritation flaring as he

surrounding a man whose presence was as chilling as an arctic

bluster

shirt guy, a seasoned gambler who knew faces, leapt to his feet and hustled over to greet

what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?

could finish fawning, a

man, his gaze sharp and icy.

smile flashing across his face. “Mr. Sinclair, are

but knew the rumors. A ruthless tycoon, the king of Starhaven’s elite, with a reputation for mercilessness-cross him and you’d rue the day.

emotions were a whirlwind of alarm and

a word, Lysander signaled a bodyguard

a swift

fell to his knees, clutching his stomach,

a smartphone from his pocket and handing

was

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