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“Good to see you again, Aurelia.” Cecilia, beside him, smiled as well. “You look lovely.” “Thank you,” I managed, sliding into the empty seat. To my right sat a distinguished older man with warm brown eyes and a kind smile. He extended his hand across the table. “Gregory Blackwood. Lucian’s uncle. Welcome to our home.” “Thank you.” Beside him sat a woman with soft features and genuine warmth in her expression. “I’m Lilibel, Gregory’s mate. We’re so pleased to have you here.”

"Skills: Super Wipe Devour." Lucas was dumbfounded. He knew that Blackie was now in the Rank 2 realm. 'But what the hell is this wind thing?' He was familiar with Blackie’s skill and was not surprised by it as it was the same skill as Skeletal Lady’s Super Devour. "Blackie, try using your skill," said Lucas to Blackie. Blackie nodded. Then, it opened its mouth. All of a sudden, a hurricane appeared, and innumerable items were sucked into it.

he noted. ‎She said nothing. ‎Didn’t move. ‎Didn’t cry. ‎His lips curved faintly. ‎“Smart girl.” ‎For a brief moment, they simply looked at each other. ‎Then he reached into his pocket. ‎Pulled something out. ‎A card. ‎He flicked it lightly. ‎It landed at her feet. ‎Blackjack. ‎“Run,” he said casually. ‎And she did. ‎This time, she didn’t stop. ‎She ran into the darkness.

Bohdan replied. “Poker requires skill. I can bluff my way into a win every time. You can’t bluff your way into a blackjack.” “Touché’, but that’s the game I choose, take it or leave it.” Preacher Jack hesitated because he had no choice but to give in. “Fine, Blackjack it is.” “Get the cards and we’ll play. How soon can you get a deck?” “I’ll need something to trade,” Preacher Jack replied. “What’s worth a deck of cards down here?”

So it didn’t really matter what choice do they make. Then it was Luca’s turn again. As the house, if his card was below seventeen, he needs to take another card again. But Luca didn’t take another card. He revealed his hand instead. Jack plus a Ten. Luca got a Twenty. The room erupted in applause. He was one point away from blackjack. I felt a flicker of unease. If luck—or whatever this was—stayed on Luca’s side the entire night… Would Stefan and I even stand a chance?

Taking a deep breath, Lizz did her best to produce a fireball, throwing it quickly at Murgan who swatted it aside with relative ease, “Huh? That’s should have still burnt him!” “I got tough hands from years of tree chopping, your little fire only stung a little” Murgan smiled, licking his palm. Doing her best to dart around Murgan, Minet rolled forwards and was close to the door when she was suddenly yanked backward. “Urgh!” she choked as the shirt pulled tight against her throat and she landed flat on her back close to Lizz. “Not leaving, it's Murgan time,” he said licking his lips. He took another step forward, Lizz closed her eyes, Minet and Lacey both grimaced, scared for their lives whe

I mumbled as I ride my bike and followed him. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - MIKO I sighed as soon as Topgun left. I think the rivalry began. I checked him and Black Dragon on the screen as I keep an eye on "the Big Boss" too. Boss Se7en... Why is it going to be like this? Why am I the one with them? I desperately muttered to myself. I'm sure Topgun was annoyed and in times like this, it's not a help to us. And I noticed that Black Dragon seems to work on his own. I'm really worried. I muttered again and continued watching them.

Before I could respond, the door creaked open and Mia, my assistant, stepped inside with a cautious smile. “Mr. Blackwood,” she said softly, sensing the tension in the room. “There’s a call on line two — it’s urgent.” I nodded, grateful for the interruption. Whatever was happening outside this room could wait. I picked up the phone and put it to my ear. The voice on the other end was familiar, cold, and loaded with menace. “Dominic,” the voice said, smooth and dangerous. “You’re playing a dangerous game. Don’t forget who holds the cards.”

But now it was ruined, completely ruined by someone who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Murgine chewed his lower lip and dug his nails onto his palms. His face reddened, like volcano with subtle swelling on the ground surface that is ready to erupt. The veins lifted out of the skin of his neck. He trembled in anger while he stared at Eugene whom he wanted to kill in the future. Murgine's friends noticed his wrath, but they did not mention it, nor ask him if he's okay; unless they wanted to be the victim of his rage.

They stared at me. Liliana frowned in annoyance. "What tricks are you trying to pull now?" I stared straight at her and spoke slowly. "Since we're telling different stories, and the cameras are down, let's settle this another way. Let's play a hand of blackjack on this table. If I win, you apologize to me in front of everyone and admit you framed me. If I lose…" I paused and raised my right hand before continuing, "Do whatever you want with this hand of mine."