"If You Lost, Come with Me Tonight"

All eyes turned to see Hell, dressed in a white suit, slowly approaching. His golden long hair was tied into a low ponytail behind his head, and a few stray strands fell in front, partially covering his exquisite and deep-set eyes. The amber hues of his eyes radiated a faint honey color, exuding a melancholic and icy chill.

Hell pulled a chair and sat down, letting out a soft sigh. "Not many dare to cause trouble in my place."

His tone was indifferent, but it carried a chilling intimidation.

Cripple Tom nervously swallowed and put on a wry smile. "Oh, Mr. Reyes..."

No one knew about this man's family background or what business his ancestors were in. But one thing was certain: anything you desired, if you could afford the corresponding price, he could fulfill it. Therefore, people both respected and feared him. After all, despite his beautiful appearance, he could be ruthless and cruel.

"You mentioned someone cheating?" Hell continued to ask.