The maids'' eyes widened in shock.


    Sophie couldn''t help but chuckle.


    Each maid pulled a bill from her purse and ced it in Gordon''s hand. Then, they ran out crying.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.


    Sophie was initially puzzled about why losing a single game made them cry, but the next moment, Gordon opened the drawer of the desk in front of him, revealing a thick stack of red bills.


    That stack was worth two months'' wages for those maids!


    "Mr. Gordon, are you hard up for cash?"


    "Not at all," Gordon said coolly. "But winning money sure feels great."


    After a few days, Gordon seemed even more cunning than before.


    Sophie sat across from Gordon and asked directly, "Why do you pretend to be sick?"


    "Ever gone fishing?"


    "Fishing?"


    "The Aldridge family in Devonport is like an anchor, always steady. I got curious, wondering what changes would happen in Devonport if I fell ill."


    Gordon ced the stack of bills he had won on the table andid a deck of ying cards in front of Sophie. "In an hour, just with a deck of cards, I made twenty grand. So, imagine how much a casino makes in an hour?"


    Sophie was stunned.


    Gordon continued, "These past few


    days, I''ve been getting reports on Devonport. Over a dozen


    underground casinos have popped up, allrge-scale. And the arcade''s size has more than tripled, with cash transactions in the arcade alone exceeding a hundred million, not to mention the casinos."


    "Wait, the arcade... wasn''t cash transactions banned years ago?"


    Sophie remembered, back when arcades became popr, cash was exchanged for gaming tokens, and winnings could be converted back into cash. This novel method attracted many people but waster


    deemed a form of gamble of


    underwent major reforms.


    and


    Devonport hadn''t had such arcades. for years.


    "Someone''s manipting things from behind the scenes. On the surface, they are legitimate businesses, but secretly, they still engage in gambling. Ordinary people can only enter through the front door, and those in the know use the back door. The daily revenue is still substantial."


    Hearing this, Sophie frowned and asked, "Is it Odie?"


    She could think of no one other than the Minton family who could pull off such an operation.


    "It''s not Odie," Gordon said. "Odie was abroad recently, and things in Summerfield have been quiet with the Mintons. His reach isn''t that long, and this isn''t his usual style."


    Gordon paused, then added, "However... I''ve had people investigate these ces secretly these past few days. It turns out those gaming machines were manufactured by the Minton''spany. Perhaps Odie knows something. Or maybe, it''s someone under him acting without his knowledge."


    Sophie was silent for a moment, then said, "I''ll find a way to investigate this."


    "You''ll have to do it alone. Colby can''t join you."


    Sophie frowned. "Why not?"


    "He has to deal with my mess." Gordon leaned back on the couch, saying, "I''m supposedly ill, so I''ll need Colby to handle the Aldridge family affairs. Besides, if you''re investigating the arcades and casinos, the S Corporation will need Colby too."


    "Don''t you have Adler?"


    "While you were away, Adler took charge, and the S Corporation''s sales dropped by fifteen percent."


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