All Chapters of The Rejected Son’s Road to Retribution: Chapter 171
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Chapter 171
The System sent the data without delay, like a dam suddenly opened. The screen in front of Tyson was flooded with rows of information about Grande, its organizational structure, money distribution routes, connected names, and records of illegal activities neatly disguised behind legitimate businesses.His eyes stopped at one point.The casino.That place was not merely entertainment for the public or a den for high-class gamblers. The numbers displayed made it clear that the casino was the financial heart of Grande.Funds circulated there, laundered, redirected, then redistributed to their various branches like blood sustaining a body.Tyson leaned back in his chair, his fingers still. For a moment, only the hum of the cooling system filled the room. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips cold, calm, and calculated.“So this is the center,” he murmured softly.He closed the files one by one, then executed a permanent deletion command. No traces remained, not even for the dee
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The black car slowed before finally coming to a stop directly beneath the glass canopy of the Grande casino. The light from the crystal chandeliers reflected off the hood, excessively dazzling, as if the building deliberately wanted to show how easily it could swallow money.One of the guards got out first, his movements quick and efficient. He circled the car and opened the rear door.Tyson paused for a fraction of a second. Not out of awkwardness, but because it was slightly unfamiliar. It was not that he felt unworthy.His vigilant instincts always demanded full control, his own hands opening the door, his own eyes measuring the surroundings, his own feet ready to move at any moment.Allowing someone else to clear the way for him meant surrendering a fraction of trust. And a fraction of a second, in Tyson’s life, often determined life or death.Still, he stepped out.His face was calm, his posture relaxed, as if this were nothing more than a routine visit. Anna followed at his side
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The sounds of the casino crashed into the senses, clinking chips, suppressed laughter, low music drifting lazily, and lights that were far too bright. The air carried a blend of expensive perfume, alcohol, and money changing hands.The looks came immediately.Not blatant stares, but quick glances, brief assessments that lingered a fraction of a second longer on Tyson’s face. Not because they recognized him, but precisely because they didn’t.Cain kept walking half a step ahead, just as requested. His posture was immaculate, his stride calm. Several staff members stepped aside at once, clearing the way without questions. Cain’s name still worked well in this place.However, when they reached the transition area leading to the VIP section, a man stopped them.The Head of VIP Security.His posture was rigid, his expression flat, his eyes sharp like a blunt blade. He gave Cain a brief salute, then his gaze shifted directly to Tyson.“Apologies, sir,” he said politely, though his tone was
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Several people held their breath, waiting for his reaction. But Tyson simply slid the next stack of chips to the same position.Banker.Anna glanced at him briefly, then returned her gaze to the table. She knew this wasn’t about short-term profit or loss.Round after round passed. Sometimes Tyson won, sometimes he lost. But the pattern was clear to anyone paying attention, he never reacted to the outcome.What he watched was when the dealer’s breath quickened, when additional cards appeared, when other players began chasing their losses.The large man started raising his bets, then raising them again.“Luck’s good tonight,” he said, mostly to himself.The next round. The big man bet heavily, Player.Tyson, for the first time, moved his chips.Banker.The dealer dealt.Banker wins.The big man swore under his breath.The man with glasses now looked at Tyson without hiding his interest. “You’re reading the table, not the cards.”“Baccarat doesn’t require guessing,” Tyson replied. “Only
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“Private room,” Slyvn said, his eyes never leaving Tyson. “My intention is clear. We talk.”Several men behind him moved at once, forming a silent formation, not threatening, but enough to remind everyone whose territory this was.Tyson had not yet opened his mouth when Cain stepped forward a single step.“My apologies, Mr. Slyvn,” Cain said, his voice controlled but clearly carrying pressure. “Mr. Tyson came with me.”The sentence was simple, but in their world, it was a claim.The room tensed again. Several heads turned; some pretended to stay busy, but their ears were fully attentive.Slyvn raised an eyebrow slightly, as if hearing something amusing.“I know. And I also know you don’t bring just anyone to my main table.”Slyvn’s gaze shifted briefly, assessing Cain not as a guest, but as a factor. After all, Aelius held a certain amount of influence in their world, and he had no desire to provoke what was unnecessary.Then his gaze returned to Tyson.“That’s precisely why I want to
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Slyvn remained seated after the door closed. The first second felt empty. The second felt too long.By the third second, something he rarely admitted even to himself crept upward a thin panic, cold, like needles under the skin.The room felt narrower without Tyson’s presence. The man’s last words still hung in the air, as if refusing to disappear.Slyvn realized his jaw had hardened. His fingers tapped the arm of the sofa once, twice, then stopped.The panic quickly reshaped itself into irritation.His expression darkened.“Bastard,” he muttered quietly.He stood abruptly, his steps short but sharp as he turned toward the door. In his head, a map of possibilities was already moving fast.Tyson was not the type to threaten loudly. People like that didn’t need to shout. They simply moved, and when they moved, everyone else had to run.Slyvn dragged a hand roughly across his face.“I have to close this before he opens everything,” he said quietly, more to himself. “Even if it costs one ex
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Chapter 177 The truck did not slow down. The red light reflected on its windshield like a smear of blood. In the next fraction of a second, the world felt like it was moving too fast and too slow at the same time.A sedan from the right lane had just entered the intersection when the truck slammed into its side.The sound of impact didn’t sound like ordinary metal. It was a tear. Steel folded inward, glass exploded into a rain of crystals, and the car lifted halfway off the ground before being violently spun by the momentum.Inside Tyson’s car, time seemed to stop.Anna gripped Tyson’s wrist so hard her nails dug into his skin. Her breathing was ragged and her body frozen, eyes locked onto the crash as if she couldn’t blink.Tyson didn’t pull his hand away. He didn’t even look at the wrist that throbbed with pain. His focus stayed forward, on the point of impact that should have been their position a few seconds earlier.They had just escaped death.Several seconds passed in silence
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Slyvn most likely saw this as his only window of opportunity. In the casino, in his own territory, after a conversation that had clearly ended badly. He didn’t know when Tyson would appear within reachable distance again.Men like Slyvn don’t like uncertainty.So he bought certainty.Paid someone. Turned an accident into a weapon. If it worked, it was just traffic news. If it failed at least he had tried.Cain lifted his head.“If this is true, he just declared war.”Tyson leaned back in his chair.“No,” he said quietly. “He just admitted he’s afraid.”That was worse, and the room fell silent again.Cain stared at Tyson longer now. Something had shifted in the way he saw the man, not just as someone protected by Aelius, but as the gravitational center of the conflict to come.“What’s your move?” Cain asked finally.His tone no longer tried to restrain anything. He had accepted the storm couldn’t be prevented. Now all that remained was choosing where to stand.Tyson’s gaze hardened sli
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The rumor did not stop at the point Tyson set; it did not walk, it ran and grew faster.On the first day, the whispers still sounded like exclusive conversations among people who felt they were inside the circle. By the second day, it had turned into a wild current that could no longer be traced to its source.In the private lounges of luxury hotels, on private jets, at restaurant tables that only accepted reservations with codes, the name Grande began to be mentioned in a different tone.Not anger, not panic, worse than that was doubt.“That casino holding payouts is Grande, right?”“That’s what I heard.”“I don’t care about rumors. But I’m not putting eight digits on a table that makes me wait.”The sentences were short and rational. They even sounded reasonable. No one felt like they were spreading rumors. They felt like they were making smart financial decisions.And that was enough to destroy any foundation.Within two days, the visitation pattern changed drastically.VIP tables
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Before Slyvn could react, Nick turned to the staff member first and asked, “How long?”“Seconds, sometimes a minute. Then it goes back to normal,” the staff replied. “But… it happens again at another table. Like it’s moving.”The error didn’t stay in one place. That was what made it more unsettling. If the system crashed completely, they could shut down the floor and call it maintenance. But random errors that appeared and disappeared created something far more dangerous because it gave the impression that the casino wasn’t stable.Slyvn stood, trying to remain calm. He straightened himself and asked, “Who saw it?”“Two VIP players have already complained. They said their credit numbers dropped on their own before returning. We refunded them and apologized, but—”“But they’ve already told other people,” Slyvn cut in coldly.The staff member didn’t answer.On the floor below, small chaos was already beginning to take shape. Dealers were calling supervisors. Supervisors were calling tec