With old grudges and new onesbined, Felicia wouldn''t let any of them go.


    No one understood Shawn better than she did. After squandering away the 50 million dors, he would undoubtedly turn his attention back to her, using all sorts of threats and temptations to bleed her dry. And who else would he target when he found no good fortune with


    her?


    Of course, it would be his own sister.


    Felicia''s lips curled into a slight smile.


    Ka had repeatedly harmed her, and now, it was time for Felicia to retaliate.


    ...


    Having received the 50 million dors, Shawn indulged in a life of luxury every day. Once burdened by debt and constantly pursued, he had previously been looked down upon and was unable to attract the women he desired or afford the things he wanted. Now, all he needed to do was wave his hand, and a flock of beautiful women would flock to him.


    Those who once disdained him now submitted to him and called him Shawn too.


    With all this ttery surrounding him, Shawn quickly grew arrogant, genuinely believing he had risen to an exalted status.


    So, when Lance appeared before him several times, attempting to strike up a friendship, Shawn felt immensely proud. "Cheers! This drink is on me!"


    Lance lifted his ss in the nightclub and downed the contents in one go.N?velDrama.Org exclusive content.


    Shawn was already drunk. Seeing this, he yfully patted Lance''s face while sneering, "Oh, it''s Lance again! Remember when I owed you a little money? Didn''t you treat me like I was nothing? Have you forgotten about that?"


    As he spoke, Shawn pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket and casually stuffed it into the dress of a nearby hostess before dering boastfully, "Now, I''ve got plenty of money!"


    The crowd erupted with gasps and cheers, chanting and praising his name.


    Shawnughed heartily, banging on the table and shouting, "Tonight is on me! Drink up, everyone!"


    The cheers grew even louder.


    Ignoring the earlier insults, Lance plopped down beside Shawn and leaned in, whispering, "Shawn, that 50 million dors will eventually ran


    out. How about I introduce you to a най


    lucrative opportunity? It''s


    guaranteed to make money


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    He had already mentioned this a few times, but after Shawn had snubbed him repeatedly, he finally perked up. "Let''s hear it." The bait had been set.


    Lance shed a grin and exined his scheme, a gambling setup that Shawn particrly loved.


    After hearing it, Shawn''s eyes brightened. He was visibly intrigued. "Are you serious? Are the odds really that good?"


    "Why not give it a shot?"


    "Lance, you wouldn''t be trying to con me, would you?"


    "Who would want to scam you out of a measly sum? If you want to join, great; if not, too bad!" Lance feigned indifference, pretending to leave.


    Shawn quickly grabbed his hand, grinning, "We''re best friends, right? I''ll give it a try, but just so you know, don''t me me for turning against you if I lose!"


    "Well, that''s all down to your luck. You can start with smaller bets. If it doesn''t work out, just pull out," Lance said.


    Although he said this, Lance knew very well that someone like Shawn wouldn''t easily walk away once he sat down at a gambling table. After all, a leopard never changed?ts spots.


    en


    Shawn hadn''t shed his gambling


    habits even with 50 million dors in hand and continued to bet


    recklessly. Now, with Lance


    introducing him to new venues and ways to gamble, he was eager and ready to dive in.


    After one round, Shawn''s bets multiplied. Just as Lance had imed, he won big!


    "Let''s go again! Myst bet was too small!"


    Time and time again, his wins piled up.


    Shawn was having the time of his life.