Collins leaned in close. “Did you really think I chose you at random for our plan? I needed a weak little pawn like you to help set Ethan up without any real threat of blowback. But you proved too pathetic even for that.”As the meaning of Collins’ words sunk in, Miles balled his hands into fists. “You used me? Your whole plan was to make me look like a fool?”“Ding ding ding! We have a winner!” Collins clapped mockingly. “I have to hand it to Ethan though, he played you like a fiddle. Got you dancing to his tune the whole time without you even realizing.”Miles saw red. All this time, he had been nothing more than a plaything for these men to manipulate. The humiliation and anger swirling inside him needed an outlet. “What do you want from me, Collins?” Miles spat.Collins smiled slowly. “I’m just here to offer you a chance to save face. Since you and your little wife and her family will be penniless after today.”“Don’t talk about Lola,” Miles warned.“Ooh, touchy subject! Anyway,
"You sure you want to do this?" Collins asked, raising an eyebrow. His face was covered in an evil smirk. "That's an awful lot of money to risk on one hand."Miles nodded firmly. "I'm sure. My family needs this. Let's play."An uneasy silence fell over the gathered onlookers as Collins pondered his opponent. Miles stared straight ahead, showing no signs of bluff or fear. After an agonizing minute, Collins sighed and pushed his own chips forward to call. "Alright, let's see 'em. What have you got?"Miles flipped over his cards to reveal a full house, kings over queens. It was an extremely strong hand, but not unbeatable. Collins paused for dramatic effect before slowly turning over his cards - two pair, jacks, and sevens. Gasps erupted from the crowd. Miles had done the unthinkable - beaten Collins at his own game with a massive bet. The billionaire grinned across the table at his foe, a mix of irritation and grudging admiration on his face. "Well played, man. I have to hand it to y
As the game progressed, the crowd watched in stunned silence, the stakes higher than anyone had anticipated. Miles's calm demeanor and the sheer amount of money he was betting left everyone in awe.Collins's smirk returned, though it was tinged with uncertainty. "You're gonna regret this, man."Miles's voice was steady as he replied, "Maybe. But I'm not backing down."The final round approached, the tension at its peak. The dealer dealt the cards, each movement slow and deliberate. Miles's heart pounded, but he kept his expression neutral, his focus unbroken.Collins's confidence wavered as he glanced at his own cards. "This can't be happening..."Miles placed his final bet, the ninety million dollar chip a testament to his resolve. The room held its breath as the dealer revealed the cards.Collins's face paled, his bravado crumbling. "No way..."Miles's lips curved into a slight smile as he revealed his winning hand. The crowd erupted in a mix of cheers and gasps, disbelief and shock
He performed a roundhouse kick on a guard, causing him to collide with a wall. A different guard threw a punch, but Miles dodged and retaliated with a punch to the ribs, then an elbow to the jaw."Stop him!" a shout came from the rear. Miles spun around, seizing a guard's wrist and tossing him over his shoulder. The guard fell to the ground with a heavy thud, struggling to breathe.Observing from afar, Collins felt his heart pounding. "He's crazy!" he said to Ethan who was equally scared as they both stepped back.Miles focused on Collins, his eyes filled with anger. Collins's complexion became very pale.Collins quickly said “Easy Miles. I will get you your money just let me make a phone call.”Miles said, “You better make it quick.”Collins converges with Ethan"What are you going to do if you can't get the money in time?" Ethan asked worriedly. Collins ran a hand through his hair. "I have no idea. Miles didn't seem like he was bluffing about sending me to the hospital. Maybe I can
“And I’m only going to repeat my self again. Pay me my full money or else you and your son are going to be sharing a hospital room.” Miles said, his voice laced with venom.Hearing the commotion, the Butler of the Autumn family, Kernel, emerged from the back room. Upon seeing Ledger Webber among the crowd, he made his way over."Mr. Autumn, what seems to be the trouble here?" Kernel asked. Ledger straightened up upon seeing the butler. "Ah Kernel, I'm glad you're here. This peasant is refusing to leave until he's paid some absurd debt he claims my son owes him."Kernel turned to Miles. "Is this true Sir? You're causing a disruption over money?"Before Miles could respond, Ledger cut in. "He lost a bet to Collins but refuses the generous counteroffer we've proposed. Claims he wants it all or nothing."Kernel frowned. "A debt is a debt, but surely there's room for compromise. Why not take what's offered and be on your way?""I agreed to the original terms of the bet," Miles replied fir
Ledger straightened up. "This peasant dared to assault my son and the butler. He refuses to leave until paid what he claims is owed.""And is the debt valid?" Marcus inquired.Ledger hesitated. "Well... there was a bet, but-""I apologize for any disturbances, Mr. Autumn," Miles cut in calmly. "I came only seeking the repayment of a legitimate debt. Six billion was agreed upon, yet only a partial payment was offered."Marcus turned to Collins. "Is this true?"Collins shuffled his feet. "Well, yes, but I don't actually have six billion...""A debt is a debt," Marcus replied firmly. He then addressed Miles. "What is it you request to settle this?""The full six billion as originally agreed," Miles replied. Marcus considered this. "While violence cannot be condoned, neither can valid debts go unpaid. Ledger, Collins - the full six billion will be provided from your accounts. In the future, do not take on obligations you cannot honor."Ledger sputtered in protest but dared not refuse the
A few days as passed since the banquet and Lola as been given the cold shoulder to Miles for some times now. But Miles was not too bothered about it, he refrain from telling her that he as won the money from the betting back, because he still want to investigate the Autumn family and their true motive behind trying to get close to him and he deduced that the best way to do that is through Racheal.Elsewhere. Rachel nervously paced the foyer, waiting for Miles to arrive for their date. She hoped he was as eager to see her again. Just then, the doorbell rang. Rachel took a deep breath and opened it with a smile. "Miles, hi. Come in."Miles returned her smile warmly. "You look lovely as always, Rachel. Are you ready to go?"Rachel nodded, ignoring the flutter in her chest. As they drove downtown, she chattered excitedly about the new restaurant she wanted to try. Miles listened attentively, asking polite questions.Over dinner, Rachel told Miles more about her family and upbringing. "Wh
“Half brother you mean”, said Racheal as she cuts in on Her brother Caleb and her father, Nigel’s conversation. “He is a no good half-blood if I had ever seen one.” She continues with a apple in his hand and has she sits on the lounge chair “you have always been too nice and easy on him Father, I would never understand why grandpa would chose him as the heir of the family”. Racheal exclaimed has she takes a bit out of the red apple in her hand.Nigel rebuttals has he takes his sit “Don’t worry my dear beautiful daughter. He has promise he will behave, or so I hope he will……” just then Maximilian walks into the grand foyer dropping his bag and spreading his arm as if to signify his presence. The eldest son and heir to the Autumn family empire has return home at long last."Ah, Grandpa," Max drawled, his gaze sweeping over his siblings with a hint of disdain, before he turned back to his grandfather. "It's been too long. I must say, the mantle of patriarchy suits you well."Marcus knew