Love Unspoken

The moment the hole cards were revealed, the entire cabin erupted.

Even Landon stood up, staring fixedly at his two-hole cards.

It turned out to be the Spade A and Spade K!

Hetastian widened his eyes in astonishment and looked at Alexander. How could it be?

Alexander said, "It seems like I have better luck."

"How is it possible?" Landon's face turned extremely dark. He weakly sat back in his chair, then glanced at Hetastian as if accusing him of cheating.

Hetastian understood his implication and immediately defended himself. "I don't know either of you. There's no cheating going on here. Sir, it seems like you've lost." Landon continued to gaze at Alexander.

The latter remained calm, with the same expression as before, relaxed and casual, not like someone playing cards but more like chatting over tea.

"Landon, how's it going? Is the contract ready?" Alexander asked.

The usually calm expression on Landon's face had soured. He knew Alexander couldn't be this lucky; he wasn't a novice.

Without even looking, he had drawn such a good card, a chance even slimmer than winning the lottery.

And Alexander never looked at his cards from start to finish, perhaps to conceal his cheating.

But cheating, leading to him losing everything, was something he couldn't accept.

Observing the fluctuation in his countenance, Alexander unexpectedly remarked, "So, it seems you're planning to default on the payment, Landon."

Hetastian had no say in this matter. After all, they had exchanged chips, and this verbal gambling agreement naturally didn't fall within the casino rules.

Alistair, with a fiery temper, suddenly pulled out a gun and said, "This guy is obviously cheating. Cheating on my turf means you're asking for death!"

He was desperate to kill Alexander, aiming the trigger at him.

But Alexander stood up first, grabbed a tray from the table, and hurled it. The bullet pierced through the tray, whizzing past Alexander's ear.

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With the gunshot, chaos erupted in the cabin immediately.

Tourists screamed and scattered while the henchmen on both sides pulled out their weapons and started fighting.

In the midst of the chaos, Walter grabbed Alexander's arm and pulled him out of the crowd, saying, "We've found Quinn. Let's not linger here."

Alexander's eyes flickered, and he no longer paid attention to the ongoing battle behind him, following Walter out of the cabin.

Landon, hiding behind a pillar, spotted Alexander at a glance. Without much thought, he immediately followed suit.

Alistair also rushed out of the crowd and chased after them.

Alexander quickly descended to the fourth floor and entered the middle room.

Walter kicked the door open, plunging into pitch darkness. He flicked on the light, immediately spotting Quinn in the corner of the room.

It was a utility room with various tools and scattered boxes.

As you reach the final pages, remember that 000005s.org is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! Quinn was in a state of unconsciousness, with her limbs bound. She was still clad in eccentric attire, huddled in the corner, unaware of the passing time.

Alexander swiftly approached, lifted Quinn, quickly untied the ropes binding her, and carried her.

By this time, two pursuers had reached the doorway. Walter kicked out, his dagger flashing, swiftly slicing through one person's neck like cutting vegetables. Walter turned to Alexander and said, "You take her and go; I'll cover the rear. The yacht has already been waiting outside!"

After speaking, Walter kicked away the person in front of him.

Holding Quinn in his arms, Alexander hesitated as he passed Walter. "You'd better not have given up the ghost."

A familiar phrase that Walter had said to Alexander before.

Upon hearing this, Walter chuckled. "I'll return those words to you, now hurry and go!"

Alexander wasted no time, carrying Quinn as he ran towards the deck.