The thin silver slip on the table, inscribed with a life and death contract, is like something from an ancient Magic Realm, determining the fate of two people.
Joshua Hughes looked on from afar, knowing Avery Jane's name was written on it. In his heart, he quietly murmured, "Avery, do you know? I can decide everyone's fate, but my fate is always in your hands."
Avery, precisely because I can control everyone's fate, you may freely do what you wish, let all bloodshed and slaughter be for your sake. I only want you to fulfill your desires......
The dealer signaled the start, and all the wall lights and dozens of overhead crystal lamps went out simultaneously. The entire luxurious hall illuminated the gambling table with a spotlight, filled with spectators whose eyes turned scarlet. Today, at least ninety-nine percent had bet heavily on Tate Hunter's win, yet this woman appeared unexpectedly.
