Incredible Oliver Storm

Chapter 252

The defeated man, disheartened by his consecutive losses, rose from his seat, his face clouded with disappointment.

"I'm the king," Harrington bragged, his voice filled with arrogance and self-assurance. He leaned back in his chair, a smug smile playing on his lips as he looked around the room. The sound of chips shuffling and the murmurs of other players created a backdrop to his triumphant declaration.

But his confident proclamation was abruptly interrupted by a voice that cut through the air like a blade. "King? Don't be so full of yourself just yet," a woman's voice retorted. Heads turned, including Harrington's, as all eyes focused on the source of the challenge.

A tall and stunning lady with a big bad entered the scene with an air of poise and undeniable authority. Her attire spoke of power and sophistication—a blend of elegance and danger that commanded attention. Her dress hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her magnetic presence.

Oliver's gaze was instantl