?Chapter 258:


    “Do you know who this is?”


    I shook my head. “I don’t know.”


    Having never been to a ce like this, how could I recognize anyone here?


    Dominic’s lips curled into a cryptic smile. “That man is Kabir Lyons. He intercepted my goods, and I’m not pleased.”


    Confusion deepened. “So, what do you want me to do? I can’t help you get your goods back.”


    This man was truly strange! Did he really believe that I, a woman with no fighting skills, could assist him in recovering his goods?


    “You can,” Dominic said with careless confidence. “I trust in your abilities.”


    I was at a loss for words and tried to exin, “I don’t know how to do business. I don’t understand anything about this.”


    Dominic ignored my protests and dragged me to the center of the gambling area. Although he wore a faint smile, it was cold and detached.


    “I don’t expect you to handle the business. Your only task is to roll the dice.”


    Roll the dice? Whether I could or not, I had no desire to assist Dominic. In truth, I secretly hoped his goods would face trouble, keeping him too upied to bother me again.


    I wanted to resist, but Dominic turned to me and reminded, “I helped you deal with Jessica today. You wouldn’t want to disregard that favor, would you?”


    So it was Dominic who had punished Jessica. Realization struck, but I still red at him. “What does that have to do with me? I didn’t ask you to punish her.”


    Dominic, used to getting his way, paid no heed to my resistance and continued to pull me along.


    At the gambling table, Kabir was on a winning streak, having just imed another unfortunate yer’s money. Chips piled high on the table as he boasted arrogantly. “Who else dares to gamble with me!”


    No one dared respond. Kabir’s arrogance had clearly intimidated the crowd, leaving everyone wary.


    He sneered. “I came here thinking there were some formidable gamblers. I didn’t expect that with so many people, not a single one could measure up.”


    Kabir continued to boast while a woman fed him drinks. His arm was draped around her waist as he sipped from the ss in her hand with a self-satisfied grin.


    “Thisdy wants to gamble with you.” Dominic’s deep, smooth voice cut through the casino’s din. Holding my hand, he stepped forward. “Mr. Lyons, thisdy beside me is here to gamble with you.”


    Makenna’s POV:


    I stared at Dominic in shock. When did I ever say I wanted to gamble? And how on earth was I supposed topete with a seasoned gambler like Kabir?


    Dominic, however, paid no mind to my protests and fixed his gaze on Kabir, who regarded me with disdain.


    “Just a woman, and not a very impressive one at that. Don’t embarrass yourself,” Kabir sneered.


    His henchmen joined in the ridicule. “Yeah! Just a woman, and you dare gamble with our leader?”


    Faced with their scorn, Dominic remained unperturbed. “How can we know without giving it a try?”


    Kabir scoffed, clearly uninterested in the challenge.


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