The lights were all brightly shining, but the night was hazy. Situated in a suburb of C City, the Kylin
Entertainment Casino exclusively catered to the upper class as a place of entertainment.
Tracy, dressed in casual clothes, stopped in front of the large casino. She hesitated for a while before
she entered.
She liked gambling, not for fun, but to vent. This was how she sought release when she was unhappy.
The extravagance of the casino could be described as being splendid in a golden and magnificent way.
It was not an exaggeration to call this entertainment place as a "Royal Palace".
Walking around the dazzling room, she headed towards the fancy VIP area that consisted of several
private rooms, where only a few of the upper class in C City were qualified to enter.
As a frequent visitor, no one dared to prevent her or challenge her when she entered one of the private
rooms.
She pushed the door open and walked inside. From the gambling table, many people looked up and
fixed their eyes on her.
However, there was a rule in the casino that the gamblers were not allowed to make any noise, so most
people simply lowered their heads after their initial surprise, and continued their games.
She glanced around the room calmly, and then looked at the man sitting in the middle of the table, and
a naughty smile flitted on her lips.
The man, who sat opposite her, wore a black casual jacket. His face was a little cold, and surprisingly
solemn. As soon as he saw her, he returned her a wicked smile.
As she noticed the meaning and provocation in his eyes, she curled her lips, and walked up to the
gambling table.
She could instantly make sense of what was going on at the gambling table.
It was a common game of chance.
The banker was the man opposite her. People bet most of their chips on either numbers 2, 3, or 4, but
not on number 1.
She looked speculatively at the man's cold face, narrowed her eyes aggressively for a few seconds,
and then she randomly picked up a chip from one of the women taking part in the game and placed it
on number 1.
"I'm all in!"
Tracy's crisp voice cut through the quiet air, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
The crowd burst into an uproar, followed by voices filled with pity.
However, the man who sat opposite her was gazing at her calm yet sorrowful face.
"All of it? How much do you have?" The man smiled keenly.
His magnetic voice instantly stilled the chaos among the crowd, and different and complicated gazes
were soon fixed on Tracy. After all, she looked like a little girl who really seemed too young.
"Not much, just a billion." Tracy put on a smile at the understatement.
The man gazed at her without saying anything, but her words once again caused an uproar among the
other gamblers.
It was not because Tracy had placed a large bet. In fact, anyone who was able to come to the Kylin
Entertainment Casino was wealthy, but they stared because there was something wrong with her bet.
All the people had placed their bets on numbers 3, 2, and 4. But she now placed her bet on number 1.
It was obvious that she would definitely lose. Even if she was rich, she could not simply throw away a
billion on a poor bet.
"Little girl, it's not a joke. Do you really want to do this?"
A woman dressed in the opulent garments, was standing next to her, and she couldn't help but kindly
remind Tracy of the folly of her decision. Her eyes were full of worry, and she wondered whether the girl
knew how to play the game or not.
"Yes, I'll bet on number 1," Tracy replied with confidence and firmness as glancing at the lady.
The gathered gamblers all sighed even more deeply.
With a bright smile on her face, Tracy said, "Mr. Yan, you can reveal your cards now."
The man curled his lips shrewdly but didn't say anything. Instead he hinted to the dealer beside him to
reveal the final answer.
For a moment, everyone held their breath and lapsed into silence…
After a few seconds, the dealer risked a glimpse at Tracy and said, "Number 1 it is."
Hardly had his voice faded away, when everyone looked at Tracy, they were first in shock, and then
roaring with complaints.
"Ah... How can it be number 1!"
"Oh, my God! I'm doomed!"
The man smiled, stood up and walked to her. He sweetly laid a hand on her head and said, "You silly
girl, why are you in such a bad mood?"
Ignoring what the man had said, she held out her little hand and said, "Give me my one billion!"
Looking at the cute frown on her face, the man smiled helplessly. "One billion? Are you sure?"
With a smug smile, Tracy retorted, "Let's bet on a larger sum, if you dare?"
With a cunning look in her eyes, Tracy looked up at his charming face.
The YS Group was a famous financial institution in C City as was the YT Group. It had an excellent
background and operational record, and it was on par with YT Group.
Ben Yan was the president of the YS Group, and it seemed that Ben Yan had a cold temper. He was
restrained and calm. His strength had even placed him on the list of the most powerful business
tycoons in the business circle.
Tracy didn't snap back to her senses until Ben Yan had swept past her and left the room.
She trotted to catch up with the silent man ahead of her. Without saying a word, she followed him into
another empty private room.
"What's wrong?" The door was quietly closed as Tracy was ushered in. Ben's black eyes stared at her
own sorrowful eyes.
The worry on his face instantly disappeared.
However, as soon as Tracy heard Ben's words, Brody's devil-like face haunted her mind. She forced
herself to swallow the bitterness in her chest, recalling what she had heard from Brody earlier today.
"Ben, do you know a woman called Juliet?" Tracy evaded his question and covered up the sharp pain
in her eyes as she stared intently at Ben.
"Juliet?" Ben was stunned, and his calm eyes seemed to turn even more black.
"You know her, don't you?" She was unwilling to let him avoid telling her the truth, and she hoped as
she saw the light leave his eyes.
"I don't know her." Ben seated himself on the sofa next to the door and seemed unwilling to speak
again.
"Is she related to my father?" Tracy probed tentatively.
However, Ben still kept mum, and his face grew even more grim.
When Tracy saw that he had no intention to respond, she felt so disappointed that she reached for the
door, planning to leave.
"Then I'll go now."
The door was half-way open now, but the man behind her still hadn't responded. With determination,
she made up her mind and stepped out of the room…
"She's dead."
"Dead?" Tracy was stunned by these words. Most of what she heard that noon had been true then.
Her eyes drowned in tears at once. How she hoped that Brody hadn't been torturing her for this reason.
"She was your husband's girlfriend, but your father…killed her."
Involuntarily taking a step back, her heart shrank as she heard a fact that she didn't want to believe.
'Father was the one who forced her to die. He must have raped Juliet and forced her to fall down the
stairs. No wonder Brody hates me so much.'
Noticing the change in her mood, a trace of heartache whispered onto Ben's face. He rose and moved
towards the door. Passing by her, he said coldly, "You need to vent your anger."
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