Chapter 557: Chapter 557

Chapter 557:

“Holy crap, it’s like witnessing a miracle!”

“Did I see that right? Six blank shots in a row!”

“Another blank? That’s unreal! What are the odds?” The crowd buzzed with shock and awe.

Even Amor’s eyes widened, her disbelief palpable. She stared at Allison, muttering almost to herself, “How is this possible? This can’t be happening!”

Back in her foreign casinos, Amor had played Russian Roulette countless times, stacking the odds in her favor with every game. She’d never lost. Many were left dead in her wake.

But now…

Allison tilted her head, her gaze steady on Amor. “You’re so rattled because you were sure this would end with a live round.” Her expression remained calm, composed, even as her hand moved slowly to aim the revolver directly at Amor. “What a glaring miscalculation, hm?”

Sarcasm laced Allison’s words. “After all, when a foolproof plan falls apart, anyone would go mad.”

Her words resonated with chilling clarity, and the room erupted.

The implications were beyond clear. Eyes darted between the two women, suspicion brewing in the air. Amor had a reputation — and not a clean one.

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With every accusing stare fixed on her, Amor’s pulse quickened. Her breath hitched as she felt the weight of the crowd’s scrutiny. “What nonsense are you spewing?” she snapped, her voice edged with panic. “Don’t try to frame me!”

But her gaze drifted to the gun in Allison’s hand, and instinct took over. She stepped back, forcing herself to keep her cool, her eyes locked on Allison’s.

“I… I just didn’t expect you to be this lucky,” she said, her voice quavering.

Allison chuckled softly, her fingers casually brushing the revolver’s cylinder. “Lucky? Sure, if that’s what you want to call it.”

Her voice carried a mocking edge. “But a seasoned player like you knows how to feel for the weight, align the cylinder just right. Smart move — you gave yourself one last chance at survival. Otherwise, you’d already be on your way out.”

Allison’s finger hovered over the trigger. Just a slight pull, and the truth would be revealed. The crowd erupted once more.

“Damn, I didn’t see that coming!”

“Cheating here? In Muisvedo? That’s a death wish, especially after her last stunt.”

“No way! Did Amor really try this again right after losing her fingers for cheating?”

“Guess she’s not done tempting fate…”

Meanwhile, outside the fray, Melany stared at Amor in astonishment.

Amor, bold as she was, had been reckless enough to pull this off in front of Kylo himself.

But seeing the fear creeping into her expression, Melany couldn’t help but feel a flicker of satisfaction.

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