All Chapters of Lucky in Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

In poker, there is a term called Bad Beat. It is when a player has seemingly unbeatable cards... but still loses.Sebastian knew this concept well. He had seen it happen countless times — men who dominated tables, calculated probabilities, bluffed like gods... until reality crushed them.And that night, Sebastian was losing.“Leave her out of this. If it’s money you want, I have plenty.”“It’s not all about money,” the stranger’s voice interrupted him coldly.“But everything has a price,” Sebastian insisted.A brief silence. Then a low, humorless laugh.“And what is your price, Mr. Sterling?”“You won’t live to find out.”Sebastian waited for the next move, but the silence that followed was too long. Too heavy. A bad omen for someone in a hurry.Sebastian forced his mind to work. He needed to act first and not react.He was a strategic player in the business world. He knew the whole underworld of Las Vegas; shootouts were nothing new to him. Neither were negotiations on the brink of d

Karen didn’t sleep a wink. Every time she closed her eyes, she remembered the dark shed and the sound of gunshots. Her heart kept racing as if she were still there alone, breathing fear.Before the sun even rose, she was already up.She went down to the kitchen looking for something to calm her down. She found James preparing Sebastian’s breakfast tray. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm bread should have been comforting... but it just seemed distant.“I’ll take it to him myself. I want to see how he is.”Her voice sounded firmer than she really felt. James hesitated for just a moment, his eyes analyzing her as if trying to gauge the fragility hidden beneath that request.“If you wish.”He handed her the tray carefully. Karen thought about asking if she should go to the police station, after all, she had been kidnapped. But when she looked at the butler’s expression, she held back. That house seemed to have rules that were not written down. Rules that were learned through sil

They waited for Karen to leave; it would not be prudent to reveal dark secrets in front of her, at least not for now. When the door closed, Sebastian turned to the lawyer.“Tell me everything you know,” he asked, his voice low and restrained, as if he were holding back a fire.Richard adjusted his glasses and consulted his notes with deliberate delay.“The owner of the warehouse is Ted Lincoln. He hasn’t been in Las Vegas for years, but there’s something you didn’t know: he remarried five years ago.”“I’m not interested in his personal life. I hate gossip.”Impatience rose like poison. Sebastian was on the verge of losing control, but Richard didn’t back down; he was used to his wealthy client’s rudeness.“His wife has a daughter named Sarah, who loves casinos, drinking, and nightlife. She works at the beauty clinic his stepmother goes to twice a week.”“That’s suspicious, but it doesn’t prove anything,” Sebastian retorted, frustrated. “I need more.”Richard smiled. It wasn’t a cheerf