Billionaire's Regret Finding Her (Caitlin and Sebastian) novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118

According to reports from her subordinates, lan was currently at a nightclub called the Golden Lion Club, having the time of his life. Caitlin tied up her long hair, donned a wig, and slipped into a sleek black outfit. She looked like a cold and aloof man, exuding an almost chilling aura–imposing yea enigmatic. The best way to describe her was a perfect balance of righteousness and villainy, a figure whose gender was hard to discom

They arrived at the Golden Lion Club, looking for lan–the man who had dared to frame her last time. Today, she was here to settle the schre

The Golden Lion Club was a multipurpose entertainment venue in New York, known for its luxurious gambling and high–profile clientele Caitlin, along with Quincy and a few subordinates, entered the club and began their search for lan. It didn’t take long for them to spot him sitting at one of the gambling tables. True to his nature, lan was a habitual gambler, and today he was on a losing streak. He had started with five million in chips, but now only had fifty thousand left, desperately trying to hold on.

In a panic, lan tugged at his hair, almost pulling it out.

Caitlin walked up casually, asking in a calm tone, “Do you want to turn things around?”

“Of course!” lan looked up at her but didn’t recognize her.

“I can help you get back your losses,” Caitlin said with a confident smile, “but I have one condition.”

“What condition?” lan was eager to hear more.

“If I help you, I’ll need some interest,” Caitlin replied slowly, the corners of her lips curling up.

“Interest? How much?” lan asked, eager to make his money back.

Caitlin’s smile turned colder. “I want your life as the interest.”

lan’s face paled, and he thought he must have misheard her. “What… What did you say?”

“I said,” Caitlin repeated in an icy tone, “the interest I want… is your life.”

With a sudden and dangerous shift in her demeanor, lan was paralyzed with fear. He scrambled to grab his remaining chips and tried to flee.

But Caitlin was too fast for him. With a swift jump, she landed directly in front of him, blocking his way. Without missing a beat, she delivered a powerful sidekick that sent lan flying into the gambling table.

Quincy and the others quickly subdued him, pinning him down on the table. Ian’s face was pressed against the surface as he desperately tried to wriggle free. But then, a sharp glint caught his eye–Caitlin had placed a knife just ten centimeters from his face.

“Spare me… Spare me, please!” lan begged, his eyes wide in terror.

Caitlin calmly leaned over, her foot perched on the edge of the table as she gazed down at him. “I can spare you, but only if you confess everything honestly.”

“I’ll confess, I swear!” lan panicked, eager to save himself.

The commotion drew the attention of everyone in the casino, and soon, a group of thugs rushed over, shouting, “Who dares to cause trouble here?”

Caitlin looked up and gave them a disdainful glance. “None of your business. Stay out of it.”

The manager of the Golden Lion Club snorted, clearly not intimidated. “Who do you think you are, causing a ruckus on Mr. Quick’s turf? Do you want to die?”

lan, recognizing the man leading the charge, cried out for help, “Brother Bao! Help me! Please!”

The manager, familiar with lan, stepped forward, demanding, “What are you doing? Let him go!”

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“Mr. Quick, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Caitlin said smoothly, not wanting to escalate the situation. “We’re not here to cause trouble. We’re just locking for lan to handle some personal matters. If we’re interrupting your business, we’ll leave immediately. Apologies for any inconvenience.”

She gestured for Quincy to take lan away, not wanting to cause any more conflict with the Qi faction.

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