Small tiger

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

Selena listened with a disdainful smile. 


Turning to the driver, she said, “Burgess has claimed he is not involved. The blame lies with you. How about this: I let Burgess go, and you take the fall for this matter?” 


Upon hearing this, the small driver burst into tears, pointing at Burgess as he exclaimed, “Burgess, don’t betray me! Those cards are sitting in the shed behind your house...” 


He then looked at Selena and, filled with urgency, shouted, “Selena, I know where they are. If you let me lead you there now, you’ll see for yourselves...” 


Burgess, who had been so brazen just moments ago, was now visibly deflated. 


Selena regarded him with her signature poise and softly inquired, “Burgess, do you need to pay a visit?” 


“Burgess, you are an experienced player. You understand the house rules; the evidence is right before us. Now, let us discuss how to resolve this matter.” 


Chapter 289: Strategy