?<strong>Chapter 528:</strong>


    She reached out to sign, but Ken’s firm hand caught her wrist.


    “Let me sign this,” he said, his eyes locking with hers. “You just focus on winning.”


    The bright casino lights cast a glow over Ken as he leaned forward, sleeves pushed up just enough to reveal strong forearms, radiating aposed strength.


    Allison felt herself being drawn into the depths of his steady gaze, her heartbeat quickening with something she couldn’t quite name.


    “Tsk, now’s not the time for sweet talk,” Amor interjected with a sneer. “Save it for when you’re licking your wounds.”


    Ken’s eyes darkened with a chilling resolve. “Before boasting, you should know I don’t back down from a fight.” His presence suddenly grew dangerous and cold.


    Allison tightened her fingers around his. “Don’t worry, Mr. Lloyd. I won’t lose.”


    Their hands lingered together, an unspoken promise hanging between them. For once, she didn’t immediately release him. “It’s my responsibility. I’ll sign,” Allison stated, penning her name with quick strokes. Ken followed, writing his name beside hers.


    “I believe in you, so I’ll bet on us both.”


    Days of shared danger made this moment feel familiar, just another trial in a long line of them.


    Across the table, Mny’s eyes welled up with frustration and jealousy. “I’m sorry, Allison, for what I said earlier. You don’t hold it against me, do you?”


    Your escape begins with ga ln ov els .


    But her words fell t, and Allison didn’t spare her a nce. Mny, unwilling to concede defeat, bit her lip and attempted to speak again. “Please, don’t be angry, I…”


    Before she could finish, Ken flicked a ying card that sliced sharply across the back of her hand.


    Then, in an instant…


    “Ah! Ah!” A cry of pain escaped Mny as she clutched her wounded hand, now marked with a thin, bleeding cut.


    “Some people need to know when to keep their filthy hands to themselves, or next time, it won’t be just a scratch,” Ken warned, his voice icy.


    “You!” Mny looked up, locking eyes with Ken’s piercing stare.


    At that moment, she froze.


    The gaze that met hers was one of a predator, unrelenting and dangerous. Every instinct she had screamed that this was not a man she could afford to challenge.


    Desperately, she turned her eyes to Colton, who sat among the spectators. “Colton…”


    But Colton, lost in his own thoughts, seemed oblivious to her distress. Realizing no one woulde to her aid, Mny stepped back to Amor’s side, seething as she tried to stem the bleeding. Her mind churned with bitter thoughts. Soon, Allison and Ken would be stripped of everything. When this gamble concluded, they would be beneath her forever.


    Mny swallowed down her anger, concealing the deep resentment that darkened her eyes.


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