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!”

the private room was

snapped, irritation flaring

presence was as

bluster shriveled

newcomer, the Hawaiian shirt guy, a seasoned gambler who knew faces, leapt to

what do we owe the pleasure of

finish fawning, a bodyguard shoved

chubby man, his gaze sharp and icy.

chubby man stood up, a frightened smile flashing across

never met Lysander 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

man’s emotions were a whirlwind

signaled a bodyguard

delivered a swift kick to the chubby man’s midsection.

knees, clutching his stomach, writhing in agony.

a smartphone

phone-it was Thalassa’s,

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