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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

Eldric provided me with comprehensive information. 


Johnson, a 28-year-old man, is married and has a son. 


He has a penchant for gambling, a weakness for women, and an inclination for Mahjong. 


Previously a fitness instructor, Fenris invested in a gym for him. 


However, at that time, the public's fitness awareness was limited, resulting in poor business for the gym. 


Yet, it became a favoured venue for Johnson to pursue women. 


His gambling habits and womanizing tendencies could be advantageous. 


The first person who came to mind was Liora. 


With a bevvy of beautiful women under her wing, it wouldn't be difficult for her to ensnare Johnson. 


I called Liora and laid out my plan, which she agreed to without hesitation. 


My strategy was straightforward: have Liora find a woman to flirt with Johnson, then set up a Mahjong game. 


I aimed to capture Johnson during this game. 


Chapter 280: An Unusual Occurrence