The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 367

After he finished giving instructions, he pulled out his phone and checked Charlotte’s social media. She had accepted the transfer, but she didn’t even bother to send an emoji back.

Anthony’s jaw tightened, his whole presence turning ice-cold, and his eyes went dark with something almost dangerous. He wasn’t paying any attention to the game anymore, just calling out random numbers without a care.

The fourth round came and went, and Charlotte swept the table again. Seven million added to her pile.

Three more rounds passed, and every single chip went straight into Charlotte’s account. In just eight rounds, she’d raked in forty million, thirty-five of it straight from the Netherworld Casino. It only took her fifteen minutes. Not a bad way to spend a quarter of an hour.

Feeling pretty pleased with herself, Charlotte finally opened her chat with Anthony. She typed a quick, half-hearted reply. [Thanks, Anthony.]

Then she tossed in a cute sticker, just to be polite.

When Anthony got the message, his expression softened for the first time all night. He touched the sticker on his screen, and the corners of his mouth lifted in a rare, gentle smile.

[Be good and wait for me to come back.]

Once the message sent, Anthony put his phone away and turned his attention back to the security monitors.

“Fifteen minutes and we lost thirty-five million?” he asked, voice cool as ever.

“Yes, Anthony,” Hans answered, lowering his head. It seemed like Anthony didn’t even remember tossing out ten million in the last round.

Anthony pressed his lips together, a faint frost settling over his sharp features. He let out a cold, amused little laugh. “Never seen a guy win seven hands in a row.” Someone cheating right under his nose had to be tired of living.

At the same time, in the private room, the tension was thick enough to cut with a knife.

Adonis was already urging the staff to cash out their chips and transfer the money to a bank card.

“Trust me, X Organization’s going to choke on this,” Adonis muttered, cracking his knuckles. “Jackson, stick close to Charlotte.”

Things were about to get messy. In a casino this size, if things went south, the staff would probably try to knock everyone out with gas. All Charlotte had to do was inhale a little and figure out the ingredients. If she did, their mission would be done.

Back at the monitors, Anthony watched the group try to leave, his gaze settling on the man whose face was hidden from view. His eyes grew even colder.

No one had ever cheated at the Netherworld Casino and walked away unscathed.

Anthony sipped his coffee, legs crossed, cool and untouchable as he gave his order.

“Send the word. Grab them.”

“If they fight back, take them out.”