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Bernard and Sally stood up and leaned in to look, their faces lighting up with delight. "Well, this is good news!" Others gathered around, curious. "So, it's confirmed?" "That's Mr. Russell—Craig wouldn't dare fake this, unless he doesn't care about living anymore." "Wow, congratulations, Justine. Looks like your patience is finally paying off." "Exactly. You hate Craig so much—now he can finally stay far away from you." For once in all these years, I actually heard words from them that I wanted to hear.

I said in a slow voice trying to charm the serpent, but it seemed like the reptile became furious with my attempts to enchant him, the serpent hissed angrily and even attempted to strike me twice but i managed to move out of the serpents line of attack, but the serpent third attempt almost hit my child in the basket, just a whisker away from the baby’s leg, this made my baby cry out and drawing attention towards us, but the serpent won’t just go away, it curls 360 degrees to face his preys once again but this time he bolsters his body sucking more poison to his head as he prepared to land his final fatal blow “ardeat in cinerem, creatura tenebrarum” i said with an intense look on my face, cu

There were gamblers who lost their bets and were immediately dragged out of the casino by the dealer, and there were other gamblers who had their fingers cut off straight on another table in the casino. It was strange that the founder of the High IQ Club, who had a slight advantage at the end of the previous game, should have his chips overturned repeatedly due to poor luck in this final game. This was the last game that decided who would win the competition. The audience was waiting with bated breath to see what his final play would be when he suddenly multiplied the amount at stake by seven. The jaws of those in attendance plummeted. Those who had placed bets on him to triumph were getting

I wanted him to feel every second of what was coming. I hated when people dared me or crossed the line. Mateo had borrowed eighty million promising to pay back in six months. He had signed the loan contract with Dominic, eager to save his business. And now, eighteen months had passed and he hadn't transferred a single coin back. I pulled the gun away from his head, analyzing him. There was no need to rush his death, I wanted him to feel every second of pain before he would finally succumb to his fate. I was many things and patience was one of them when it served me.

But if he lost again, he'd have no choice but to start selling off his assets. The thought made him glance at Amelia with disdain, sure he would come out on top. Alfred's bold declaration fired up the entire crowd, and excited chatter swept through the audience about this risky challenge. “Did you hear that? He's betting it all! Once a gambler, always a gambler, he's really raising the stakes this time." “Isn't something about this off? It's like he's desperate, as if that woman's life is worth more than all his fortune."

I just hoped he’d have some sense and know when to stop. I didn’t reply. Just as I was about to block him, his call came through. I hung up, but it rang again. With no other choice, I answered. Finn’s voice was thick with anger. “Ruth, you have three minutes. Come out and explain yourself.” I replied casually, “Finn, your bet is over now, isn’t it? And you seemed pretty satisfied with the result.” There was a deep inhale on the other end, like he was holding something back. I was about to hang up when his tone suddenly shifted.

He was good, very good, but calculation only works if the other person follows the rules. And I don’t play by the rules. I shifted, feigned hesitation, let him think he was reading me. His smirk deepened, convinced of his advantage. And then, checkmate. My final reveal. The gasps were louder this time, champagne spilling from forgotten glasses. I’d beaten him. The Vanderlyns, the host themselves. Everhart’s name surged to the top of the board. Number one.

They say that you shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth and I’m trying like hell to do that but…after three months of cat and mouse games, my prey just walked into my office and delivered herself to me. A gift horse indeed. Or maybe a Trojan horse? What’s Dobrev up to now? Our middle man, John, welcomes her in with a bow. “Miss Dobrev, you’re looking well.” he says. “Uh huh.” She nodded, “You’re looking…prosperous.” She tells John. I’m hard put not to snort with laughter.

### Chapter 91: The Final Gamble The night was electric, filled with an ominous tension as Fabio stood at the edge of the deserted warehouse. His breath misted in the chilly air, and the city's distant lights flickered like tiny stars against the dark sky. This was the night that would determine his fate—the culmination of weeks of planning and deceit.

"I wished it is a lie, Senor. But it is the truth. You're going to give up all your wealth by gambling. After your foolish decision, your family will suffer, not until with my father. He managed to rise above from the total despair of our family." "For your information, senorita, your story has some holes. I do play and gamble, but I am a professional gambler. I don't gamble with emotion. I acquired some of my wealth by gambling because I'm good with it. And now, you're telling me I will lose everything? Preposterous!" "Don't gamble, okay. Avoid it at all cost." "Senorita Gabi, or whoever you are. Of all the absurdities, I heard yours win it all." He laughed mockingly and shook his head. "Fr