Amy clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white.
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm.
"President Valentine, I admit I cheated this time."
Her sharp gaze swept over Sophia Sullivan, filled with venom.
"We've worked together for seven years. I've earned you over a billion dollars."
Her voice dripped with resentment.
"Are you really going to abandon our partnership for this Crimson Serpent?"
She stared at Julian Valentine, searching for any sign of hesitation on his face.
Sophia chuckled softly.
"Miss Amy, are you trying to go back on your word?"
She clapped slowly, deliberately.
"Seizing property, cheating at gambling, and now breaking contracts."
Sophia shook her head.
"Seems like shamelessness is the key to wealth."
The crowd erupted in agreement.
"Cheaters have no shame!"
"We stand with Crimson Serpent!"
"Amy can't handle losing!"
"Her Southeast Asian casino must be rigged too!"
The jeers stabbed at Amy like needles.
Her face darkened with fury.
Under normal circumstances, she would've had these fools dealt with immediately.
But now, she could only grit her teeth and endure.
"Crimson Serpent, if you give up the bet, all this money is yours."
Amy pointed at the chips scattered on the floor.
"I'll give you shares in my business. I'll cover all Underground City expenses."
Chloe Evans' eyes widened.
Those chips were worth hundreds of millions.
Her share alone was a quarter of that.
She could never come up with that kind of money.
Just thinking about it made her dizzy.
But Sophia remained unmoved.
She looked down at Amy.
"That money was already mine by right."
Her tone was dismissive.
"Shares and expenses? I'm not interested."
Amy nearly lunged at her, itching to tear her apart.
But she held back.
"What do you want then?"
She spoke through clenched teeth.
"Gold, jewels, power, status—even men."
"I can give you anything."
This was her final concession.
An offer anyone would find irresistible.
Yet Sophia only smiled.
A pure, innocent smile.
"My demand is simple."
She met Amy's gaze.
"Just as the contract states—I want your fingers."
The room fell deathly silent.
You could hear a pin drop.
No one expected Sophia to dare provoke Amy like this.
"You—!" Amy's veins bulged at her temples.
Realizing Sophia wouldn't budge, she turned to Julian.
"President Valentine, our business interests—"
Before she could finish, she was cut off.