Chapter: Chapter 171: The executives roomMargaret took a small, shaky breath, her heart already fluttering with unease.Then hesitated for half a second before stepping fully into the room.It was quiet inside. Too quiet. Like every sound that existed there had permission to exist. The door clicked shut behind her. That sound alone made something in her chest tighten. She didn’t turn back to look at it. She didn’t want to. Instead, her eyes moved forward.The room was large. Not overly decorated, but expensive in a quiet way. Three men sat there at the far end of the room.All older.All watching her with the unblinking intensity of wolves sizing up a lamb.Margaret felt it immediately.Their eyes devouring her, stripping her bare. A chill raced down her spine, but she swallowed it down and told herself she was overthinking it. These were executives. Important people. Of course, they would carry themselves like this. Of course, the room would feel… different. Still, her steps slowed slightly as she approached. The ma
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Chapter: Chapter 170: Something is wrong“Miss Grace,” one of them repeated politely. “We’ll need you to come with us.”Margaret blinked, then nodded slowly. “Oh… okay.”She stood up, adjusting her bag, but before she could fully settle it on her shoulder, one of the men stepped forward and took it from her.“We’ll handle that,” he said.She hesitated for just a second, then let him take it.Her mind was still catching up, still trying to make sense of things as she followed them.Still hoping. Maybe this was connected to Johnny. Maybe this was him. Maybe he sent them. Maybe—But as they turned and began walking, she noticed where they were heading.Back inside. Back into the studio.Margret slowed her steps slightly, while her eyes searching their faces quickly, but something felt off. Not wrong, just… unfamiliar.“…Wait,” she said, her voice uncertain. “Where are we going?”“The executives of Pantheon Valley Got Talent would like to have a word with you,” one of them replied without hesitation.The words settled in slowly
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Chapter: Chapter 169: He is goneMargaret stood there for a while after the Commissioner left.She didn’t move immediately. Didn’t speak. Didn’t even realize how long she had been staring at the door he walked out of.The card was still in her hand. It felt heavier now. Not because of what it was, but because of what it meant.She slowly exhaled and looked down at it again. A name. A number. Clean. Simple. Official.But nothing about what just happened felt simple.Her fingers tightened slightly around it before she slipped it into her bag without thinking too much.Then she looked up.The room felt emptier now. The officers were gone. The pressure had lifted. But somehow, the silence that replaced it felt worse.Her thoughts started moving again. Slow at first, then faster. The way they spoke about Johnny…The way they looked at her when she said he was just her manager…The way the Commissioner warned her.Margaret frowned slightly. It didn’t add up. If Johnny was really as dangerous as they made him sound… then wh
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Chapter: Chapter 168: The interrogation 2Margaret kept looking around, her mind still couldn’t process how Johnny had suddenly vanished into thin air. She looked around for any where he could be hiding, and didn’t even realize how much her hands were shaking until one of the officers pointed it out.“Ma’am… are you alright?”She blinked, looking down at her fingers like they belonged to someone else. “I’m fine,” she said quickly, even though her voice came out thinner than she wanted. The officersdidn’t look convinced, but they moved on anyway. “Let’s start simple,” the officer said, flipping open a small notebook. His tone was calm, but there was something sharp underneath it. Another officer leaned forward slightly. “How long have you known Johnny Steele?” “I—” she started, then stopped. “For quite a short while”That was the answer, right? That was what made sense. That was what was safe.The officers exchanged a look. “Okay, and what is your relationship with Johnny Steele?”Margret hesitated for just a second too
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Chapter: Chapter 167: Stage 2Johnny rubbed the back of his neck briefly, adjusting his posture as he drove.“…Alright then,” he muttered. “That makes two at Stage 2… and one at Stage 1.”Johnny leaned back slightly in his seat as he drove. “Vixen load up my data”“Yes, Johnny,” her voice replied smoothly The screen appeared. --- [STATUS WINDOW] Name: Johnny Steele Rank: Beginner V Harem Members: 3 (Stage One: 2) / (Stage Two: 2) Isabella Grace Hartfield — Stage 1 Rhea Rhoades — Stage 1 Lydia Silver — Stage 2Sophie Green — Stage 2 Charm Level: 4 Combat Level: 37 Aura Level: 17 Net Worth: $15,577.38 Billion Cash Reserves (Bank): $4,505,992,000 Assets: Bugatti La Voiture Noire Rolls-Royce Boat Tail (×2) Nebula Hotel Silver Crest Holdings Airbus A380 (Flying Palace) Private Jet Mercedes-Maybach S 580 4MATIC X3 Skills: Instant Health Restoration Stealth Mode Psychic Paper Master Key Super Sense — Hearing Empath Reading —A short dry disbelieving laugh escaped him.Not loud, just… su
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Chapter: Chapter 166: Ring RingThe phone kept ringing, while Johnny just stared at the screen witj his hand hovering just above it. His thoughts moving slower than they should.His body was still caught in the moment he had just been in, the warmth of Sophie still lingering against his skin.Then ringing stopped, and silence followed. A quiet kind of silence. The kind that felt heavier than noise.Sophie let out a quiet breath beside him. It wasn’t loud, it was small, almost unnoticeable, but Johnny felt it. The way her body relaxed slightly beneath him, the way her fingers loosened just a little against his arm.Relief.Johnny didn’t say anything. He just stared at the phone in his hand, his mind still catching up.Then—A soft vibration. A new notification -- Voicemail.His thumb moved before he could overthink it. He picked up the phone and tapped the notification.Margaret’s voice came through. “Johnny… I—I’m sorry.”Everything inside him stilled again.Sophie didn’t move now. She stayed still beneath him,
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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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