chapter45 "Victory" luxury cruise ship.

The final round of the gambling championship was fast approaching, but Scarlett decided not to attend in person. Instead, she caught a glimpse of Asher on TV, lounging by the gambling table, his demeanor far from serious like the others. He still maintained his relaxed air, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips, more akin to disdain and arrogance than confidence.

That night, Asher returned with a shiny golden cane for her, over a foot long, like a kid who aced an exam, his eyes gleaming with pride and anticipation.

Scarlett played along with a slight curve of her lips, "Looks pretty good, thanks."

"I knew you'd dig it," he grinned smugly, "From now on, consider all my stuff yours."

It was a touch heartwarming to hear, Scarlett smiled, "I really don't need all that."