At that moment, upon hearing what one of the guests just said, Mr. Timothy's mind started working quickly. He looked at the suggestion closely, analyzing every angle of it.Deep down he knew fully well that the other guests who were here tonight weren't literally buying into his original plan completely. Some of them were just watching to see what would happen. Others were starting to have doubts.He was the one who had been literally pushing everything from behind, manipulating the situation to get what he wanted. And yes, this new idea was actually a very good way out for everyone.Because looking at these guests standing in front of him, these young ladies who looked so delicate and harmless, there was absolutely no way that any of them would be able to defeat his strong bodyguards.These weren't just ordinary bodyguards that he hired from the street. No, they were also the best of the best when it came to their respective agencies. He had paid top money for them. They were trained

Mr. Timothy immediately continued, his voice growing louder and more aggressive with each word. “This cheap trick cannot literally work on me! I refuse to fall for such obvious nonsense!”He tapped his chest proudly. “I have far more experience than this. I have been in business for over thirty years. I have seen so many things in my life, even more impressive things than this little door-breaking stunt!”His eyes swept across the room, challenging anyone to disagree with him. “So this is definitely not going to work on me. Never! I know a con when I see one!”Mr. Timothy walked back toward the center of the room, his confidence seemingly restored despite the evidence everyone had just witnessed with their own eyes.“So then,” he said with a mocking smile spreading across his face, “since the two ladies who were claiming that they were literally the heiress, literally the head of the family that guards the West Gate, since they have conveniently left us, what happens now?”He gestur

At that moment, nobody in the room said another word. The silence was deafening and heavy, pressing down on everyone like a suffocating blanket.The men who had been so eager to point at Timothy just seconds ago now avoided his desperate gaze. They looked at the floor, at the walls, at anything except his pleading eyes.That was when Timothy shouted at them again, his voice cracking with desperation and betrayal. “Why are you literally pointing at me? Why me?”His hands shook as he gestured wildly around the room. “Why didn't you point at yourselves? Are you not strong enough to literally take on this challenge?”Timothy's voice became higher and more frantic. “Are you not brave enough to test yourselves against this lady? Why must it always be me?”He looked at each man individually, searching their faces for any sign of support or loyalty. “We came here together! We made these accusations together! So why am I the only one who has to face the consequences?”But the other guests

At that moment, hearing what his former friends just said, hearing them finally admit defeat and acknowledge his victory, Sophia's grandfather felt a surge of satisfaction flow through his entire body.His chest swelled with pride. His shoulders squared. A triumphant smile spread across his face as he savored this moment he had been waiting for all evening.“Well, it's simple mathematics,” he said clearly, his voice carrying authority and confidence. “Six to one. The bet was fair and the results are clear.”He gestured around the room at all the men who had bet against him. “So all the stuff that everybody placed as their wagers, you gentlemen should be bringing it out quickly now.”His tone left no room for negotiation or delay. “No excuses. No extensions. Pay up immediately.”Immediately, without wasting another second, all of the men started scrambling to produce what they had literally placed as bets.Their movements were frantic and defeated. Hands fumbled in pockets. Fingers st

The king was pacing around restlessly inside his private chamber, his footsteps echoing off the floors in an agitated rhythm. Back and forth, back and forth he walked, unable to stand still.He was very, very furious. Anyone who knew him could see it in the tension of his shoulders, the tightness of his jaw, the way his eyes blazed with barely controlled anger.His hands were clasped firmly behind his back as he paced, his fingers interlocked so tightly that his knuckles had turned white. He was trying desperately to literally get his head around everything that had just happened.The information he had just received was troubling, deeply troubling. It threatened everything he had been working toward, everything he had carefully planned and orchestrated over the past months.His mind raced through the implications, the potential consequences, the ways this could all unravel and destroy him. Each thought made him angrier, more frustrated, more worried.The chamber itself was magnificen