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Chapter 548: From where she sat, Amor glared at the piles of money, rage seething through her veins.

Would she really let Allison walk away with everything? No! Over her dead body! Scarlet Snake.

Her voice came out strained, but her eyes were dark with madness.

Do you dare… to gamble one last round with me? Amor struggled to maintain her composure, her breath shallow as blood seeped through the makeshift gauze around her severed fingers, leaving the onlookers stunned.

The metallic scent permeated the room, an unsettling reminder of how high the stakes had risen.

Im ready to bet everything: my business, assets, shares, even my life, Amor declared.

Allisons eyes flickered with a brief softness, knowing that Amors resolve meant she was prepared to stake her very existence on this gamble.

Alright.

Amors eyes narrowed at Allison, glinting with lethal determination, like a predator striking with its final, decisive move.

Then lets play Russian roulette.

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They knew this was more than a game; it was a dance with death.

All eyes were instantly focused on Amor and Allison.

If its about betting it all, Russian roulette is the only fitting choice, Allison responded, meeting Amors stare without flinching.

Its settled, then, Amor said, a dangerous smile stretching across her face.

Before the game could begin, Allison turned her gaze toward Kylo.

Watching from the sidelines must be dull.

Mr.

Vargas, why not join us and make good on your word and give it a whirl yourself? Allisons voice was casual, her gaze flicking toward Kellan, who sat on the edge of the room.

The crowd buzzed with disbelief.

Is she crazy? Shes actually inviting Mr.

Vargas to play this game, someone whispered.

My God, Scarlet Snake is bold.

If anything happens to him, shell be in serious trouble too.

But it makes sense.

Mr.

Vargas did say he would play if Amor lost.

Gasps rippled through the crowd as they processed Allisons unexpected invitation for Kylo, the president of Muisvedo, to take part in Russian roulette.

Kylo toyed with the ring on his finger, a hint of amusement flickering in his dark eyes.

He stood, the shadows dancing around him.

Alright, since you insist, Ill honor my promise.

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