Chapter: Chapter 162: MaggieJohnny’s chest tightened.“Maggie—”The room felt smaller than before.Not because anything had changed, but because of the space between them.Johnny stood a few steps away from Margaret, his hand now lowered to his side. The urgency in his chest had not reduced, but something else had taken its place.Hesitation.Margaret hugged her arms lightly around herself, as if trying to steady her own thoughts. Her breathing was not fast, but it wasn’t calm either.“Please,” Johnny said again, softer this time. “We have to go.”Margaret shook her head.“I’m sorry,” she replied, and this time there was more firmness in her voice. “I can’t just walk out with you like that, when I… I don’t understand what’s happening.”Johnny’s hand dropped slowly.“We don’t have time,” he said. “Please, just trust me.”But even as he said it, he could see it.That word—Trust.Right now, it meant nothing to her.Not after everything she had just seen.“No,” she cut in, her voice firmer now, though it still trem
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Chapter: Chapter 161: Where would he go?“Find him!”Commissioner Rhoades’ voice cut through the hallway like a whip.“I want every exit covered. Check the cameras. Check the vents. Check the damn walls if you have to. He could not have gone far!”The officers moved at once, boots echoing loudly against the tiled floor as they scattered in different directions. Radios crackled. Doors opened and slammed shut. The entire station, which had been calm just minutes ago, now felt like a place under attack.Rhoades stood in the middle of it all, his jaw tight, his eyes burning with a mix of anger and something else he refused to name.Confusion.No.Not confusion.Something worse.Loss of control.He turned back toward the interrogation room again, as if expecting Johnny to suddenly reappear in the chair, hands cuffed, like nothing had happened.But the room remained empty.The cuffs still hung loosely from the table.Mocking him.Rhoades clenched his fists.Impossible.There was no way a man could just vanish like that. Not in a
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Chapter: Chapter 160: The InterrogationThe room felt smaller the longer Johnny sat in it.At first, it had just seemed like any other interrogation room. Plain walls. A metal table. Two chairs facing each other. A single light overhead that didn’t flicker, but didn’t feel completely stable either.Now, after sitting there for a while, it felt different.Tighter.Like the walls had slowly moved closer without anyone noticing.Johnny rested his cuffed hands on the table, his fingers loosely locked together. The metal around his wrists was cold, but he barely felt it anymore.His attention wasn’t on the cuffs.It was on the situation.This was he had been arrested.And somehow, every single time, it had been for something he didn’t do.A faint breath escaped him.His gaze drifted toward the door.Justice had nothing to do with it.It never did.Even now, sitting here, accused of killing a man like Valentine Orlov…Johnny’s lips curved slightly.If he had killed him, would that really be a crime?A man who butchered people. S
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Chapter: Chapter 159: The ArrestThe words did not make sense at first.They felt misplaced, like something that had been said too early, or in the wrong place entirely.“Johnny Steele, you are under arrest for the murder of Valentine Orlov.”For a brief moment, everything slowed.Johnny did not react immediately. His eyes stayed on the man in front of him, studying him carefully, almost calmly.Commissioner Rhoades.Rhea’s husband.Of course.A quiet breath left Johnny’s nose as recognition settled in. The last time they had met had been short, but it had been enough. Men like Rhoades were not hard to read.Clean on the outside.Dirty where it mattered.Rhoades stood with the same controlled posture, his uniform sharp, his presence firm. There was a faint smile on his lips, but it wasn’t friendly. It was the kind of smile that came from thinking everything was already under control.Like this had already ended.Johnny tilted his head slightly. “You’re arresting me… for murder?”His tone was not loud, but it carried.
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Chapter: Chapter 158: PVGOT (Pantheon Valley Got Talent)“We need to get going.” Margaret stood up from the bed.Her voice sounded calm, but her thoughts were far from calm.Johnny looked at her carefully. “Now?”Margaret nodded. “They said immediately.”Her gaze shifted briefly toward Sophie before returning to Johnny. The tension between them had not disappeared. It had only been pushed aside.For now.Johnny rubbed the back of his neck and nodded slowly. “Alright. Let’s get ready.”But as Margaret picked up her phone again, her mind was still racing.The message from PVGOT Studio had arrived at the perfect moment.Too perfect.Her eyes remained on the screen. Without realizing it, she opened the message again.Below the message was another message notification she had not noticed at first.A second message.From an unknown number.Margaret frowned slightly and opened it.The words on the screen made her stomach tighten instantly.[Be careful who you trust.]For a moment she simply stared at the message.Her first instinct was to show Joh
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Chapter: Chapter 157: Focus, SophieJohnny stood by the door with one hand still on the handle, his towel riding low on his hips, threatening to slip and reveal more of his impressive package.Sophie Green stood in the hallway holding a silver tray, her tight hotel uniform hugging her slim waist and perky chest, the top button straining just a bit.For a moment, none of them spoke.The quiet inside the Sky Sovereign suite suddenly felt heavier than before—charged with steamy vibes.Johnny had opened the door without thinking much about it. Only now did he realize how the situation must look.He was standing there wearing nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist.His hair was still damp from the shower, and a few drops of water slowly slid down from his neck to his chest, tracing sexy paths over his rock-hard pecs.Across the room, Margaret sat on the bed, holding the blanket loosely around herself—barely covering her lacy nightie that clung to her massive tits and juicy ass like a second skin.The room looked
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The Gambling System
In a world where gambling dictates status, power, and survival, Peter Donovan—a seventeen-year-old delivery boy who despises gamblers—has spent his life avoiding risks. But when his ailing mother’s life hangs by a thread, Peter is left with no choice but to enter the high-stakes world he’s always loathed. Desperation forces his hand, and Peter bets everything—only to lose it all.
Beaten, broken, and left for dead in a rain-soaked alley, Peter prepares to fade into the darkness. But as the last of his hope slips away, the impossible happens.
A faint glow pierces through his pain—a semi-transparent interface appearing before his eyes.
[System Initialization... Loading T.I.M.E Protocol]
Welcome, Time Gambler.
Welcome to the Gambling System]
Now Peter can wager minutes, memories, even years of his life—to manipulate fate itself. But every second spent is a second he'll never get back.
To save his mother, to defeat the gamblers who destroyed him, Peter must master the cruelest game of all: time.
One wrong move, and his future disappears. One right one, and he might just rewrite destiny.
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Chapter: Chapter 141: His handChapter 141For a second, Johnny did not breathe.The sniper’s body dropped.It happened fast, but not fast enough.He saw it.The man falling backwards, arms loose, boots scraping uselessly against the wall. The broken glass around the window frame caught the sunlight as the body passed through it. And there—still clenched tight in the tactical vest—Johnny’s hand.His hand.They fell together.Fourteen floors.Johnny leaned over the window before he could stop himself.The wind hit his face hard. It smelled like dust, smoke, and something burnt from the fight. Far below, the street looked unreal. Small cars. Tiny people.Then—A distant sound.A heavy, sickening impact.Even from that height, he heard it.A dull crack against concrete.Johnny’s stomach twisted.For a moment, everything went quiet.Then the pain arrived.It did not build slowly.It exploded.“Aaaahhh!”He fell backward into the room, clutching his arm. Or what was left of it.Blood poured from the open stump in violen
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Chapter: Chapter 146: The FightThe room felt smaller the moment the sniper stepped forward. Wind pushed through the shattered windows behind him, carrying dust and the distant echo of traffic far below. The building creaked from all the damage Johnny had caused getting here. They were alone. No civilians. No witnesses. Just broken walls and unfinished business. The sniper raised the pistol. Johnny moved first. Bang. The muzzle flashed bright orange. Johnny twisted sideways. The first bullet sliced past his ribs. Bang. The second round slammed into his upper arm. Pain burst through him like fire under the skin. He didn’t slow down. He charged. The sniper fired again. Bang. This one hit his shoulder. The impact spun him slightly—but he kept pushing forward, teeth gritted, ignoring the burn as flesh already began stitching itself back together. [Instant Health Restoration Activated] Johnny grabbed a metal stool from beside the wall and hurled it. The sniper shot it mid-air.
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Chapter: Chapter 145The final rotation slowed...Click.The tile locked.A pause — stretched too long.Peter leaned in.And then — the number flared into view.NEGATIVE FOUR MULTIPLIER.–4XThe red pulsed across the board like a warning siren, deep and final.Peter stared.Froze.Time stopped.“What the fuck...” he whispered, the words falling out of him like broken glass.The crowd gasped — not just surprised, but horrified. A ripple of stunned silence spread through the arena. Even the anchor didn’t speak — for a moment.Then:“...OH NO.”The Anchor's voice cracked with disbelief. “Peter Donovan has landed a –4X! That’s the highest penalty on the board!”Gasps turned to roars. Shouts. Chaos.It was like someone had thrown a match into dry brush — disbelief ignited into pandemonium. The arena screens zoomed in on Peter’s face, pale and stunned. His chest rose and fell, sharp and uneven.Across from him, Chloe didn’t blink. She didn’t smirk.She simply tilted her head. One degree.As if saying: Now we’re
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Chapter: Chapter 144: What the fuckChloe didn’t hesitate.Her eyes flicked briefly to the board—just once, just long enough to assess the remaining tiles. 5x unflipped, Six unknowns.But unlike Peter, she didn’t pause to consult a system. She didn’t flinch.She moved.A single, fluid motion: her hand rose, fingers curved like a conductor mid-symphony, then drifted downward and tapped tile 4.The crowd barely had time to react before the hum returned.Click—click—click.The flipping began.Peter leaned in.He watched—not the tile, but her.There was no tremble in her hand. No shift in her gaze. But her breath — there it was. A single, almost imperceptible hitch in her inhale. Not fear. Not panic.Just... calculation failing to resolve.Click—click—click.The rotations slowed.Light glinted off the edges of the spinning tile like silver teeth waiting to bite.Click.It locked.A cold pulse spread through the board.NEGATIVE ONE MULTIPLIER.–1XThe number glowed red. A soft, almost mocking tone accompanied the display. An
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Chapter: Chapter 143: 4x"System, give me the probability odds of the remaining tiles landing a 4X."---[PROBABILITY VISION ACTIVATED]Calculating...Using Probability Vision for 8 tiles will cost 24 minutes.Would you like to proceed?{YES/NO}---“Yes.”---[TIME BANK: 121 minutes → 97 minutes][Skill Activated: Probability Vision (Level 3)]Calculating...---Tile 1: 30%Tile 3: 17%Tile 4: 11%Tile 5: 18%Tile 7: 12%Tile 8: 25%Tile 9: 9%Tile 10: 22%---Peter’s eyes flicked across the shimmering data overlay on his display, absorbing it all in a heartbeat. Sweat prickled beneath his collar, but he kept his breathing steady.His first flip had landed. But Chloe’s cold 5X had already shifted the entire flow of the match.No more room for safe moves.Still… he couldn’t risk a reckless one.Tile 1. Best odds. Highest probability. No hesitation.Peter extended a single finger toward the board. The surface of Tile 1 pulsed faintly beneath the glass-like sheen, as though sensing the weight of the moment.He
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Chapter: Chapter 142: First flipThe crowd was still vibrating with energy as the Anchor gave a sweeping bow and stepped back from center stage.A quiet hum pulsed through the vast hall, as though the room itself was holding its breath.On the holo-display, the game board flickered into readiness — the sleek digital grid shimmering faintly in the dim light.10 tiles loaded. Coin flip pending.At their seats, Peter and Chloe faced each other across the elevated table — a sleek black surface bordered with thin neon-blue lines. Their personal displays hovered in front of them, responsive to their slightest touch, transparent but pulsing faintly in rhythm with their heartbeats.Peter tightened his grip on the tablet, knuckles white for a moment before he forced himself to breathe. His pulse thrummed painfully in his neck.Across from him, Chloe sat like stone. One leg crossed over the other, tablet resting lightly on her lap. Not a flicker of tension showed in her face — only cold, clinical focus. A chessmaster waiting f
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Chapter: Chapter 46: The Commander?The table was dead silent.Every pair of eyes was locked on Jaxon, but Jaxon’s eyes were fixed squarely on Alexander. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was going on — Alexander was keeping a low profile, hiding who he truly was. But Jaxon’s mind burned with one question: At what cost?Was his reason truly worth sitting there and swallowing insults from people not even worthy to shine his boots, let alone breathe the same air?Seraphina noticed Jaxon’s gaze and followed it. The moment her eyes landed on Alexander, something clicked in her head — faster than in anyone else at the table.And then it hit her like lightning.Alexander… was the Commander?It made no sense. And yet… it explained everything and nothing all at once. Her thoughts tangled. How could her quiet, seemingly unremarkable husband be that man? The man whose name echoed through military history?She remembered whispers, rumors — of a man called the Green Knight, the undefeated strategist of the Eastern Front, t
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Chapter: Chapter 45 – Dinner with WolvesThe Lockwoods were ushered into the Intercontinental Royale with all the reverence of crowned monarchs. The hotel staff bowed, bellboys whisked away their luggage, and the concierge personally escorted them to the penthouse floor. Champagne was poured the instant they stepped into their suites; silk curtains billowed in the soft breeze of the ocean-view balconies.It was luxury the Lockwoods thought they deserved… and now they reveled in it.Later that evening, Lady Lockwood summoned everyone for a family dinner in the grand, chandelier-lit restaurant of the hotel. The table was long, polished to a mirror shine, laden with silverware and enough gourmet dishes to feed an army.Alexander sat quietly at the far end, as though the whole spectacle were none of his concern. Beside him, Seraphina sipped her wine in silence.The conversation started politely enough. But soon… the fangs came out.“Seraphina,” one of the Lockwood elders began between chews of roasted lamb, “why have you refused
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Chapter: Chapter 44 – The Silent King’s MoveAlexander stood alone in the parking lot, hands tucked in his pockets, as the Lockwoods stormed off — pride bruised, anger simmering.This wasn’t his problem.He didn’t owe them anything.Walk away, he told himself.But then… he smirked. “I’ll join you in a second,” he’d told Seraphina earlier. “Just need to make a quick call.”Once the coast was clear, he pulled out his phone and dialed a secure number.The line clicked. “Hello, Master Caspian,” came the warm, measured voice of Geoffrey — his butler, his shadow, the one man in the world Alexander trusted without question. “Geoffrey,” Alexander said calmly. “How much would I need to buy to become the majority shareholder of the Intercontinental Royal? And I mean immediately. Two minutes, max.”There was a pause.Then Geoffrey’s voice shifted gears — into that smooth, surgical rhythm of high finance.“Based on current valuation,” Geoffrey began, “the Intercontinental Royal is owned by a conglomerate of luxury investors. The Fisher F
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Chapter: Chapter 43 – The Intercontinental Royal Incident“Jaxon, what’s wrong?” Natasha rushed to her fiancé, panic flickering across her face.“I think he dropped something,” Alexander answered calmly, almost casually — before Jaxon could speak for himself.Natasha blinked, confusion written all over her. The same expression mirrored on every Lockwood face. Their minds scrambled for answers, trying to process what they had just witnessed.“Yeah… I dropped something,” Jaxon stammered, his voice uneven. “Thought I… thought I dropped something.” His eyes, however, never left Alexander’s.Alexander’s lips curved into a faint, knowing smirk — a silent thank you that only Jaxon would understand.A collective gasp of relief rippled through the group. The explanation, flimsy though it was, was infinitely more believable than the truth. No one pressed further. Not yet.Lady Lockwood cleared her throat sharply, eager to sever the awkward silence strangling the air.“Alright,” she said briskly. “Why don’t we get going? We’ve arranged for your stay at
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Chapter: Chapter 42 – The Return of the CreedSeven months had passed since the Maverick Contract saga. The Lockwood estate, though as grand and orderly as ever, buzzed with restless anticipation. A new storm loomed on the horizon, whispered in hushed conversations and stolen glances — Natasha Lockwood was coming home. And she wasn’t alone.“Seraphina,” Lady Lockwood’s voice cut through the quiet like a blade. Her tone was calm, but laced with the authority of a matriarch who commanded obedience. “Get ready. You’ll be coming with us — as an elder of the Lockwood family — to welcome your sister and her fiancé at the airport.”Seraphina froze where she stood. Her face betrayed what her lips dared not utter.Lady Lockwood’s gaze sharpened. “What? Do you have a problem?”Seraphina swallowed her words. The last thing she wanted, barely weeks after becoming the youngest elder in Lockwood history, was to say something that would drag her back to the rank of a nobody. But deep inside, resentment churned like molten fire.“No… not really,
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Chapter: Chapter 41: Elder by force “I must have heard wrong,” Lady Charlotte Lockwood said, leaning forward, eyes narrowing. “No, Grandmother,” Seraphina replied steadily. “You heard me right. I’ll accept the position as project head for the Maverick contract… on one condition.” She paused. “I want to be made an elder of the Lockwood family.” Silence fell. Lady Lockwood froze. She had expected Seraphina to demand something bold, outrageous even—but this… this was beyond anything she could have imagined. It wasn’t audacious. It was unthinkable. “You must be out of your mind. That’s insane,” she finally managed to stutter. In all her long years, no one had ever dared request something so absurd. Seraphina said nothing. Her eyes flicked toward Alexander, searching for silent reassurance. Her heart pounded wildly, her nerves frayed like exposed wire. What the hell am I doing? she asked herself. She didn’t know why she was trusting him—she had no reason to. Except for the fact that Alexander Chase, her enigmatic hu
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