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Chapter 28: Brace up, Nephew.

作者: Ray Michael
last update 公開日: 2026-04-28 18:54:21

Tyson's eyes remained on Alex for a moment, as if giving him time to retract his words. Say it was a slip up.

When he didn't, Tyson just stood and gave Alex a light pat on the shoulder. “You've had too many drinks tonight. Go home and rest.”

There's no way Alex would give him orders with a clear head. And certainly not in his casino.

Tyson had barely taken three steps towards the exit when Alex called out. “Are you doing this to spite me? I thought you wanted nothing to do with the family busin
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