"Wait a minute! This makes no sense!" screamed one of Edward's associates, slamming his hand against the mahogany table. "How can someone go all-in without looking at their cards and immediately get a Four of a Kind?! You're definitely cheating, you bastard!"A flurry of whispers swept through the VIP crowd once again. The atmosphere, which had just been filled with awe, abruptly turned tense with the sharp accusations hurled by Edward's camp.Edward himself stood frozen, breathing heavily. His once-pale face had now turned a flush of blue from a mix of overflowing shame and rage. His murderous gaze locked straight onto Lucas, then shifted to the stack of gold chips worth over a hundred thousand dollars that still stood firmly before him."Cheating? This man didn't even touch his cards since the dealer dealt them!" interrupted Mr. Miller in a firm tone, siding with the facts witnessed by all the VIP patrons."Every eye is fixed on this table. If you accuse him of cheating, you're prac

A cold, suffocating silence instantly swept across the mahogany table. The confidence radiating from Lucas's aura was so thick that it managed to silence the noisy whispers of the VIP spectators watching around the gaming arena.Edward clenched his teeth until his jawline bulged sharply. His gaze narrowed with pure hatred, trying to find a crack of doubt behind Lucas's calm expression, which was as unruffled as the surface of a placid lake. Yet, he found nothing except absolute dominance.Edward's grip on the pair of Ace cards in his hand grew tighter until the edges of the paper were slightly creased."Ha! Still pretending to be calm at the edge of a cliff, you bastard?!" Edward snapped in a mocking tone, desperately trying to mask the anxious tremor that had suddenly surged deep within his heart.Edward leaned forward across the mountain of golden chips in the middle of the table, glaring at Lucas with wild eyes like a bloodthirsty beast."You think this cheap bluff of yours can sca

The neatly suited dealer's eyes began to focus on the stack of cards in his hands. His white-gloved fingers shuffled the thick sheets of paper with practiced speed, creating a sharp shuffle sound that cut through the stifling, tense silence of the VIP room.However, amidst those agile movements, Edward gave a hidden cue.The fingers of Edward's right hand tapped the edge of the mahogany table three times rhythmically, followed by a sharp, narrowed gaze directed at the dealer. It was a secret signal—a dark agreement that Edward had paid heavily for beforehand to ensure the casino dealer would slip a winning card combination into his hands if things became critical.Realizing this, the dealer's gaze shifted subtly, nodding ever so slightly as a sign that he understood the command. With a smooth, manipulative shuffling technique, he began shifting the position of the key cards so that the highest combination would land right before Edward.Lucas, leaning back even more casually in his le

The gaze of dozens of high-class guests gathered around the roulette table and electronic betting boards instantly snapped toward the entrance. Lucas's resolute stride and Evelyn's elegance abruptly silenced several multi-million-dollar conversations currently underway.Yet, it was not merely the presence of the elegantly masked couple that stole everyone's attention, but rather what followed right behind them.A senior waiter in a black suit walked with slightly bated breath, his hands gripping a lavishly carved silver basket tightly. Inside that basket, stacks of exclusive chips with the highest face value emitted a dazzling golden and platinum sheen. The basket was filled to the brim, the peak of the chip stack seeming ready to spill over.The quiet atmosphere in the VIP number-guessing room was suddenly shattered by frantic whispers from the conglomerates and nobles present."Look at that... Good God, a whole basket full of the highest-denomination chips!" whispered a thick-mustac

Lucas just wore a faint smile, listening to the cheap provocation from the dealer. His golden-shimmering gaze swept across the entire surface of the green velvet-lined betting table, ignoring the baiting look from the black-suited man in front of him."Hehehehe... What a pity, this even-money game only doubles one-to-one?" Lucas chuckled softly, a cold laugh that sounded utterly dismissive."Such a waste of time. If I only play small-scale like this, when will I ever be able to drain your entire casino?"His eyes locked straight onto the row of specific numbers in the middle of the table—the Specific Triple area, or a precise three-identical-dice guess with a payout ratio of 1 to 180, the highest payout across the entire number-guessing table!Instantly, Lucas's words triggered a wave of noisy commentary from the tycoons surrounding him!"What did he say?! He wants to drain the casino's wealth?!""He's insane! He says one-to-one is a waste of time?! Is he aiming for a specific number