Chapter 1647: Chapter 1647: I Have a Little Goldfish 13
“Rules are rules. He spent money, we make him happy! So what’s he here for now? Trying to freeload because of past relationships?”
The woman sneered after speaking, then added, “But he’s so handso. Even if he freeloads, the girls would be more than willing, right?”
Farah laughed, “He is pretty good-looking…”
“Oh, don’t worry about him. With looks like his, he doesn’t need to fear bankruptcy. He could easily find a rich lady to take care of him, living better than both you and !…”
The latter part of the sentence hung high and abruptly vanished.
Farah noticed her companion staring blankly behind her and instinctively turned to look, realizing Aaron Ray had returned…
Talking behind soone’s back and being caught is quite awkward, but for won in such circles, saving face seems irrelevant.
“Ah… it’s Young Master Ray!” The woman’s face was full of smiles. “Long ti no see, why not co in for a sit? Haven’t seen you for days, the girls all miss you!”
Nowadays, Aaron Ray had no spare cash to spend in such places.
Farah almost couldn’t hold her smile; she knew very well her companion’s words were disrespectful but, given her status, she wasn’t in a position to say anything.
Aaron Ray’s expression wasn’t exactly friendly or unfriendly. He just gave a distant smile, walked a few steps, and handed a gift box to Farah, “This, I forgot to give you earlier. Let’s chat again when there’s ti.”
After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
This ti he really left.
Farah gazed at his departing figure, montarily dazed, feeling both sad and regretful, overall quite uncomfortable.
The woman beside her gently nudged her, “Quick, see what gift he gave.”
The gift box opened to reveal a gold necklace.
Though it was gold, it was very fine and thin, without any diamond or gemstone embellishnts. Compared to the extravagant gifts Aaron Ray used to give, this present was pitifully humble.
“Tsk tsk…” The woman pouted, walking away disinterested.
But Farah felt the weight in her heart grow heavier…
…
Days later, Griffin Dalton received news that Aaron Ray was gambling at the casino.
Aaron Ray had spent his life indulging in eating, drinking, womanizing, and gambling, with many vices. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have squandered his entire fortune, so Griffin Dalton wasn’t concerned until his subordinate told him Aaron Ray had won a lot of money.
Griffin Dalton frowned deeply.
The cigarette in his hand burned slowly, montarily dropping ashen fragnts.
“Where did he get the money?” Griffin Dalton asked.
Entering the casino to gamble requires capital, and Aaron Ray was completely broke now. How could he gamble?
“Not quite sure, just know he exchanged for 7,500 chips when he entered the casino, and now he’s won 75 thousand.”
“Did he cheat?” Griffin Dalton asked again.
The subordinate shook his head, “No evidence found.”
Griffin Dalton squinted, murmured, “There’s a saying I always despise, know which one?”
The subordinate was puzzled.
“It’s ‘A prodigal son returns,’ Griffin Dalton stated.
…
Aaron Ray was highly skilled at playing cards and had so luck. He understood the house’s psychology well, always losing a few rounds after winning.
Having won 75 thousand, after losing ten-odd thousand, the surrounding gazes significantly decreased. He seized the opportunity to leave the casino.
Milton Bryce followed beside him, witnessing the large cash flow with excitent, his face glowing, “Young Master, at this rate, we’ll make big money every day!”
Aaron Ray gave a faint smile, “There’s wins and losses, today happened to et a rookie dealer, next ti might not have such luck… And, I’m not just here for money.”
“Oh? Then what for?”
Aaron Ray didn’t answer.
He actually ca today to understand the operational dynamics of these scattered small gambling dens in Clearwater City, so later, when discussing collaborations with the Howard Family head, he could improve his odds.
A car suddenly approached from ahead, its door opening to let out four or five n, all wielding clubs and knives, nacingly!
Aaron Ray and Milton Bryce’s expressions changed drastically, but before they could react, those n already charged forward, shouting, “Hit!”
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