Chapter 387

The sports car drove off. Alex blankly stood there, raising his head to gaze at the gambling ring. Finally, he got into his car and drove away. What Patricia said was right. He didn't deserve a second chance, or to be anywhere near Mandy. After all, he was a nobody at the bottom rung. The idea of reaching for the stars never crossed his mind. … In the gambling ring, Clyde had just gotten to the table when his man hurried over and said, "Mr. Libbon." Irritated, Clyde glared at him. "Can't you see I'm just getting started? Mess up my hand, and you're dead." Clyde was known to have a bad temper in the gambling ring. Even though Leon was the gambling ring's boss, he usually just gave orders. Clyde was the one who did the dirty work, like breaking a person's limbs and even killing them. He had been taking care of things like that. For example, Eric once owed the gambling ring a lot of money. When Tiffany came with the cash to save him, Clyde was beating him into a pulp with brass k