Driven to hysteria by his losses, Coen was now desperate.


    “I still have my life! I’ll bet with my life! Just one more game! If I win, you must return everything to me! I mean everything!”


    Coen rose, pointing at the nearby staff member.


    “I don’t trust his shuffling! I’ll shuffle and deal the cards myself for the final round!”


    The masked figure nodded slightly.


    “As you wish.


    ”


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    “A few more games and he’s bankrupt? And now he’s betting his life?”


    “Is he insane? Losing his fortune is one thing, but staking his Life?”


    “Someone, stop him before it’s toote!”


    Despite attempts to pull him away, Coen was consumed by his gambling fervor.


    He sat down with determination, eyes fixed on the masked figure.


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    “Give me the cards! I’ll deal them myself!”


    “Sure.


    We will honor the guest’s request,” the masked man said, signaling for the staff to hand all the cards to Coen.


    “He’s up for another loss,” Hannah suddenly whispered, catching the attention of those nearby.


    “Why?” Lydia asked quietly.


    “Isn’t this game purely luck-based? If luck favors him, he could stille out on top.


    So, Coen might have a chance of winning this round, right?”


    Bryson’s expression shifted, but he remained silent.


    “There’s more to it.


    The numbers on the cards are tampered with.


    The rabbit-masked man can manipte them to his advantage.


    It’s amon cheating method in casinos, but he’s so adept at it that it’s nearly undetectable,” Hannah borated.


    Lydia gasped.


    “That’s deceitful!”


    “Even if it is, weck evidence,” Hannah continued, her focus on the yers unwavering.


    “That’s why I said he won’t seed, even if he handles the cards himself.


    ”


    As if her words had cast a spell, the game wrapped up with Coen losing by just a point once more.


    He sat there, stunned, unable toprehend his defeat yet again.


    In his daze, the staff member approached him, presenting a small, delicate knife.


    “This is for you.


    It’s extremely sharp.


    A single cut, and it will be painless.


    ”


    Coen gazed at the shining de, trembling as reality sank in.


    He sprang up from his chair, his voice fraught with disbelief.


    “Are you serious? Do you truly intend to take my life? Come on! It’s just a game! Are you really considering killing me?”