During the years when I ascended to the pinnacle of gambling, I was enveloped in a world where luck intertwined seamlessly with strategy. The thrill of risk was my constant companion, and every hand dealt was an opportunity to weave a tale of fortune and fate.

In those vibrant nights, the casino lights flickered like stars, each glimmer promising untold possibilities. The air was thick with the scent of anticipation and the intoxicating perfume of ambition. My every decision was calculated, and executed with precision, as I danced with the tides of chance, confident in my ability to bend them to my will.

I became known not only for my remarkable skill but also for a certain charisma that drew others to me. Players regarded me with a mix of admiration and trepidation, for I was not merely a participant in the game—I was its master. The cards whispered secrets to me, and I understood the language of the dice as if they belonged to a realm where I reigned supreme.

Yet, amidst the glamour and glory, this intoxicating world concealed its shadows. The very allure that elevated me to greatness also harboured treachery and deception. I found myself ensnared in a web woven by those who coveted my prowess, eager to see me fall from grace.

In those years, I walked a fine line between triumph and disaster, relishing every victory while remaining ever-vigilant against the unseen perils that lurked in the shadows.

The Years I Was The Gambling God

The young man chuckled slyly, then added, "My apologies, my dear lady, a jest! Now then, what sum do you propose to reclaim your device?" 


"Name your price," Selena responded icily. 


The youth's shifty eyes darted about before he extended three fingers. 


"Precisely. Three thousand, not a cent less!" 


I was unaware of Selena's expenditure on her phone, yet the young man's demand bordered on extortion. 


Selena hesitated momentarily, then produced her purse. Counting out three thousand dollars, she offered them to him. 


Selena's approach, however, demonstrated remarkable sagacity. She intended to secure the phone's return immediately, leaving the matter of retribution for this unscrupulous individual until they arrived in Harbei City. 


As the youth beheld the banknotes, a predatory grin stretched across his lips. He was poised to accept the payment when I swiftly raised my hand, arresting Selena's movement. 


Chapter 197: Ambush