CHAPTER 391: CHAPTER 391: THE ONE HE TRULY CARES ABOUT IS YOU

Next, Anna Thornton managed to gather some important information from Scrapper’s words.

The mastermind behind this is Ethan Hawthorne, and he’s coming after Riley Osborne. She really got caught up in this mess by bad luck.

Scrapper’s influence is in the South, but he’s taking them North, supposedly to meet a big shot from abroad.

This big shot has significant power in Europe and America, and Scrapper’s always wanted to climb the foreign ladder. Finally seizing a good opportunity, it’s no wonder he’s willing to offer such a beauty so willingly.

Listening to Scrapper’s description of the European-American big shot, Anna’s mind suddenly conjured up a figure.

But before she could probe further, Scrapper had already instructed someone to take Anna aside.

After losing the last pair of underwear, Scrapper’s mind suddenly cleared up a lot. Anna’s luck seemed like she was possessed by the god of gambling; he couldn’t provoke her, so he just let it be for now!

He’d start with the other one, who looked easier to bully, Riley Osborne!

"No more playing Landlord, it’s just you and me now!" Scrapper pointed at Riley and said, "If you lose, you take off your clothes. If I lose, I have no clothes to take off, but I’ll let you touch me! You can touch anywhere!"

Upon hearing Rooster’s suggestion, Riley was actually opposed to it inside.

With Scrapper’s appearance, honestly, no matter where Riley touched, she was at a loss!

This means she loses either way, whether she wins or loses. Could she just not play?

Obviously, Scrapper wouldn’t take no for an answer.

The game he wanted to play with Riley was dice. The rules were simple, each person had three dice, and whoever rolled the highest number wins.

Rolling dice was Scrapper’s forte. He wanted to first test Riley, taking down this chick before challenging Anna one-on-one.

Anna was pulled aside by his men, draped in a leather jacket she’d won from Scrapper in a game of Landlord. The smell wasn’t great, but she couldn’t be picky—it had to do for now.

Anna tried to inch closer, not fearing anything except Scrapper cheating. After all, in these circles, cheating was a common skill.

But Anna really gave Scrapper too much credit; he did have his methods, but facing a little girl, he didn’t even bother to use them.

Earlier, playing Landlord, he was thoroughly beaten by Anna, and now in front of his men, he was eager to redeem himself by showing off some skills.

Scrapper, full of swagger, grabbed the dice noisily, shaking them meticulously, and eagerly revealed his roll as soon as they landed on the table: "Three fives!"

Surprisingly, a three of a kind right off the bat. Not bad, he had some skill.

The surrounding small-time thugs immediately seemed rejuvenated, chanting in unison, "Rooster, you’re awesome!"

Riley shrunk back at the sound, nearly scared out of her wits, looking helplessly at Anna.

She couldn’t play cards or dice. Earlier, during Landlord, Anna had been the one tying their fortunes together, looking out for Riley.

But in this round, Scrapper wouldn’t let Anna play, so Riley had to fend for herself.

She gently picked up the dice cup with both hands, giving it a delicate shake twice, eliciting sneers from the spectators.

Riley then carefully set the cup down, breathing as quietly as possible, not daring to take a deep breath.

"Is that all you’re going to shake?" Scrapper asked her.

"Mm," Riley nodded.

"Then lift it, you know how to lift the lid, right?"

Scrapper’s cavalier demeanor led to another round of laughter among the onlookers, as if Riley was destined to strip, their eyes almost eager to strip the fragile girl bare themselves.

Scrapper felt as if he couldn’t hold back, ready to jump her as soon as she took off one garment.

However, when Riley lifted the lid of the dice cup, revealing her roll, it was another three of a kind—three sixes!

She... she won?!!!

She actually rolled a higher score than Rooster!

The others couldn’t believe it, but Anna wasn’t surprised.

She could tell Riley wasn’t relying on skill; she likely, like Anna, was just naturally lucky, the kind who always had luck with lotteries.

Otherwise, you think during that Landlord game earlier, Anna alone could make Rooster’s hand go bust?

Even with four twos and two jokers, Riley also had four Ks and four Qs. As for Aces, they each had a pair!

That’s why Rooster’s despair wasn’t unwarranted!

When your opponent is blessed by Lady Luck, you end up the loser!

"Pretty lucky, huh? Can tell you’re after a man’s body?"

Riley blushed at his teasing, looking down to explain, "I’m not..."

"I don’t care, you won! A bet’s a bet."

Embarrassed and angry, Riley bit her lip, turning her head to the side, managing to squeeze out, "Can I touch your neck?"

"Go ahead, that’s your thing? Come here!"

Under the mocking gaze of the men, Riley stood up and slowly made her way towards Scrapper.

Anna was just about to stop her when, before she could say anything, she noticed Riley veering off her path, grabbing the knife that had been on the table.

Perhaps the sudden change happened too fast, as no one else reacted in time—the blade already pressed against Scrapper’s thick neck.

"Anna, run! I’ll hold them off!"

Anna: "..."

Suddenly being involved? She was a bit dumbfounded!

Was this your plan to save me? You could have at least given me a heads up!

Rooster’s men didn’t expect this seemingly timid Riley to pull such a move. They’d been keeping an eye on Anna, ignoring her.

But actually, when Riley realized Ethan Hawthorne was behind this, she felt guilty, feeling she’d put Miss Thornton in danger.

She wanted to give Anna a chance to escape, realizing that the only way was to hold Scrapper hostage, threatening them to let Anna go.

In fact, what was in Riley’s hand wasn’t even a knife—it was a machete. Earlier, Scrapper had used it to chop off two arms, and it still bore the blood of its last victim.

Riley’s hand gripped the handle tightly, though she was visibly trembling.

Still, she shouted, "The person you want is me. It’s enough if I stay! Let her go!"

"Do you hear me? If you don’t do as I say, I’ll kill your boss!"

"Miss Thornton, run! Don’t worry about me!"

After all, President Sterling truly cares about you!

Knowing you’re missing, he’s surely worried sick!