Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Stella furrowed her brow, "Weren't you boasting about your dice-rolling skills?"

Vermont replied, "Yeah, but they don't let you roll your own dice at the casino."

Stella was speechless.

"It's all mind games, plus..." Vermont lowered his voice, "a bit of cheating. You just have to play the part. Even a gambling pro would have problems if they depend on just gambling skills."

He paused, then whispered, "Here he comes."

Following his gaze, Stella spotted a man of average build with his hands behind his back, surveying each gambling table.

Vermont gestured for her to stay quiet and led her straight to the high- stakes game.

To lure Blake over, Vermont splurged. After losing three consecutive rounds, his one million chips quickly disappeared, drawing more onlookers. Eventually, Blake approached.

Stella felt a bit nervous, but Vermont remained composed. He adjusted his cufflinks, chuckled, and said, "Luck's not on my side today."

One of the onlookers chuckled, "Is this your first time here? I don’t think I’ve seen you around."

Vermont replied, "I used to come here before the renovations. Haven't had the chance in the past few months. You all seem unfamiliar to me too.”

With a sigh, he flipped over his cards, shook his head, and tossed them on the table. Luck was still not on his side.

Sure enough, he lost again.

Vermont signaled, and soon two people arrived carrying two boxes, which they placed on the table. Opening them revealed stacks of cash.

"Let's keep going. I'm not giving up yet."

With Vermont's rotten luck and these two hefty boxes of cash, several gamblers quickly wavered, and one by one, they started following suit.

After observing for a while, Blake couldn’t resist and took the bait.

Then Vermont began the setup. Blake kept winning hand after hand, and once Vermont figured he'd lost enough, his phone conveniently rang. With a last bit of trickery, he made his exit.

Sitting in the car, Stella glanced at the two empty boxes in the back, feeling her heart ache. "Is this plan reliable?"

Vermont chuckled as he drove, "You're feeling sorry for losing this bit? If you don't let him win more, how will he fall into the trap? Let him win first, only this much each time. Then, later on, we'll switch up the game, increase the stakes, and start making him lose. When he's blinded by anger, that's when we'll close the net."

Stella calmed down. When it came to matters of expertise, it was best to leave them to the experts. Since she chose Vermont to help, she had to trust him.

"I'll go tomorrow; you stay back," Vermont said calmly. "It's smoky inside; it’s not good for the two babies in your belly. If Keegan finds out, he'll come after me with a vengeance.”

There were risks involved in this plan, and Vermont was helping her out. Stella couldn't refuse outright, but since Vermont took the initiative, she didn't need to put on a brave face. She simply said, "I won't go in. I'll wait for you in the lounge. Just in case something happens, it’s good to have someone there, otherwise, I won't be able to explain to Felicity."

Despite winning money, Blake didn't use it to solve the company crisis.

Instead, he indulged himself outside, even tipping the servers with stacks of cash. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

The next day, he returned to the casino to gamble once more.

After winning over two million for three consecutive days, Blake was practically floating on air. Meanwhile, Dahlia was being hounded by creditors and bombarded with calls.

Dahlia kept urging Stella for money, which she hesitated to provide until Blake began losing again. Then, she transferred five million to Dahlia.

However, after changing his strategy, Blake lost three million in one night and didn't transfer the money Dahlia had given him back to Kanrara. He intended to use that money to win big again.