Chapter 183

The hill gleamed like something out of a fairy tale. At the entrance of the estate stood two massive lions made out of stone, and the whole place looked like an ancient castle with its gray bricks, dark tiles, and red walls. Security was tight at the door. They checked everyone thoroughly and banned all dangerous items unless the owner gave special permission. Grace had never set foot here before. After someone checked her credentials, they led her to the main outer hall. She spotted her target right away. Brent's eyes were bloodshot from losing so many rounds of gambling. He was staring at the prize pool with whatever energy he had left. This outer area was for regular folks to gamble. Nobody really knew what went on in the higher levels. Grace hung around near Brent and watched him quickly burn through his last chips, his gaze turning wild and desperate. The place was pure chaos. Winners were hollering at the top of their lungs, losers were crying like the world had ended,