You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

A cold voice rang out on the cement road outside the gate of Cloud Top Manor.

There were no angry roars, no hysterical accusations.

There is only one kind of absolute indifference that uproots blood ties and throws them into a meat grinder to be completely pulverized.

Chen Hai, who was rolling on the ground and howling, froze instantly.

He looked up at Chen Yuan, who was standing against the light.

A flicker of disbelief and panic flashed in those murky, triangular eyes, hollowed out by alcohol and gambling.

He thought that as long as he made a big enough scene...

This young man, worth trillions, will reluctantly acknowledge him as his father in order to protect his reputation.

Even if it's just a little money to appease a beggar, it's enough for him to squander for the rest of his life.

But he miscalculated one thing.

Every path Chen Yuan forged in the dark web was paved with the lives of others.

In this man's eyes, worldly moral constraints were less valuable than a bunch of scallions in the kitchen.

"You...you don't recognize me?"

Chen Hai swallowed hard and scrambled to his feet.

Covered in mud and dust, he didn't even bother taking pictures.

"If you don't acknowledge me, I'll sue you in court! I'll expose you on television!"

"I'll make you, the president of Star Ventures, unable to hold your head up in front of the entire nation!"

He pointed at Chen Yuan's nose, shouting defiantly but inwardly weakly.

Chen Yuan didn't even raise an eyebrow.

His deep black eyes stared at the clown jumping around in front of him.

Dealing with gamblers who are rotten to the core is a waste of time, whether it's reasoning or explaining the law.

The cruelest punishment.

It was never a physical annihilation.

Instead, they stuffed a huge piece of fat into his mouth and then forcibly pulled it out along with his stomach.

Chen Yuan reached into the inside pocket of his suit jacket.

He pulled out a plain black savings card without a PIN.

A flick of the fingertip.

The card traced an arc in mid-air.

With a "snap".

It landed precisely in front of Chen Hai's tattered canvas shoes.

"I have ten million in my account."

Chen Yuan's voice was perfectly steady, without the slightest fluctuation.

"This is the money to buy out your right to donate sperm."

"Take the money and get out of Jianghai City."

"If I ever hear you mention my name again, I'll make sure you never get a chance to speak."

Ten million.

These three words were like a heavy nuclear bomb, exploding directly in Chen Hai's mind.

His eyes, which had been filled with hostility, suddenly burst forth with a fanatical green light.

His breathing became heavier than that of a broken bellows.

His chest heaved violently, and his heart pounded wildly against his ribs inside his chest.

He scrambled over to her.

Those hands that are never washed and whose fingernails are filled with black grime.

He clutched the black card tightly in his hand, as if it were some rare treasure.

The knuckles were pale from lack of blood flow due to excessive force.

"Ten million...ten million!"

He kissed the cold plastic card greedily.

The stench of alcohol mixed with dirt from his mouth smeared onto the card.

With this money, he could dominate the casino and win back all the money he had lost before, including interest!

He could even keep several young and beautiful female college students as mistresses and live a life like an angel!

Chen Hai didn't even leave a single polite word.

He tucked the card into the inner pocket of his bra, making sure it was tightly sealed.

He turned around and ran down the mountain like a gust of wind, limping along.

Fearing that if they were even a step too slow, Chen Yuan would change his mind and take the money back.

Looking at that figure, completely consumed by greed.

A cold, mocking smile appeared on Chen Yuan's lips.

He turned around and strode back to the manor.

The reporters and passersby outside the door looked at each other, none daring to step forward and ask a single question.

All we could do was watch as the two heavy, black and gold doors slowly closed amidst the muffled hum of the motors.

Three hours later.

The largest secret casino in Jianghai City's underground world.

The air was thick with the smells of cheap cigarettes, sweat, and strong adrenaline.

The dim yellow chandelier overhead swayed in the smoke.

The gambling table was surrounded by gamblers with bloodshot eyes, who were blinded by their losses.

Chen Hai sat at the baccarat table in the very center of the VIP box.

In front of me were piles of colorful, high-value chips.

He took off his smelly, tattered jacket and wore only a yellowed tank top.

His forehead was covered in greasy sweat.

The tears streamed down his cheeks and landed on the green velvet gambling table.

"The winner is the banker!"

The dealer's mechanical voice rang out.

Chen Hai slapped his thigh and burst into a wild laugh.

"Hahaha! I'm truly blessed by the God of Wealth today!"

He pocketed all the chips he had won.

The veins on the back of his hand throbbed with excitement.

In just two hours, the ten million he brought had tripled in value.

It turned into a mountain of chips worth thirty million.

The thrill of getting rich overnight kept his brain in a state of extreme excitement.

Even the rhythm of his breathing was completely out of control.

He has even started fantasizing about himself on a luxury yacht, surrounded by women on either side.

Meanwhile, at Genting Manor, 30 kilometers away.

In the fully enclosed study on the second basement floor.

Chen Yuan sat in a gaming chair surrounded by multiple screens.

He was holding a cup of cold brew tea that had gone completely cold.

On the largest display screen in front of him.

It was broadcasting Chen Hai's every move in the casino's private room in real time.

Not only were there visuals, but Chen Hai's heavy breathing was also clearly heard through the hidden microphone.

"Boss, the fish has taken the bait."

The crisp sound of Xiao Liu typing on the keyboard came through the headset.

"I've already implanted a backdoor into the dealer system of this underground casino."

"Shall we start closing in now?"

Chen Yuan took a sip of the cold tea.

His dark eyes were fixed on the man on the screen who had gone mad.

His eyes revealed a cold-blooded view of livestock awaiting slaughter.

"receive."

In a word, it's light and airy.

However, they directly sentenced Chen Hai to death.

Inside a casino private room.

Chen Hai's eyes were bloodshot, like a madman possessed by a demon.

"All in! I'm betting on the banker this time! Fifty million!"

He put all the chips in front of him, plus the 20 million bridging loan he had just borrowed from the casino.

They pushed everything to the center of the table.

That's the mentality of gamblers: when they win, they want to win more; when they lose, they want to turn the tables in one fell swoop.

In his opinion, he was incredibly lucky today and was sure to win.

The dealer dealt the cards with a blank expression.

Chen Hai stared intently at the two playing cards that would decide his fate.

My fingers trembled as I reached to lift the corner of the card.

Sweat dripped into his eyes, stinging them so much he couldn't open them, but he didn't dare blink.

"Player, 9 points. Banker, 8 points. Player wins."

The dealer's voice remained mechanical, without any inflection.

But it reached Chen Hai's ears.

But it was like a bolt from the blue, shattering his skull.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Chen Hai suddenly stood up and placed his hands on the table.

His eyes were fixed on the card, his eyeballs almost popping out.

"I clearly calculated the pattern! You cheated! You shuffled the cards!"

He was like a mad beast, trying to rush over and grab the chips.

But he was immediately forced back into his chair by two burly thugs behind him.

"Boss Chen, a bet is a bet, you know the rules here."

The casino manager walked in, a cigar dangling from his lips, and gave him a forced smile.

"The 20 million you just borrowed from us still has 30 million in interest."

"When will the debt be settled?"

Chen Hai shuddered, the fervor in his bones instantly extinguished by a bucket of ice water.

Cold sweat instantly soaked my entire body.

"I...I'm rich! My son is the owner of Star Ventures!"

He stammered out his last card.

"Lend me some capital so I can make it all back! My son has trillions in assets, this little bit of money is nothing to him!"

The manager sneered and gestured to his subordinates.

"Since Boss Chen is so confident, let's lend him some more."

"However, we have to sign it according to the rules."

A thick loan agreement was slapped in front of Chen Hai.

Chen Hai had no interest in reading the terms and conditions.

He was obsessed with making a comeback.

He picked up the inkpad and pressed his bloody handprint onto the last page without hesitation.

Those red fingerprints were glaring and scarlet.

The next hour.

It was a one-sided massacre.

Under the control of the dark web system.

No matter what Chen Hai bets on, he always loses.

One after another.

The chips in front of him vanished as quickly as melting snow.

At the end.

Chen Hai looked at the last hand of cards that the dealer had taken from the table, his legs went weak and he collapsed beside the gambling table. He didn't know that the IOU he had pressed his fingerprint on had become a death warrant.