Chapter 580
Chapter 580:
“Bang!” He pantomimed the sound of a gunshot with his free hand, his grin widening as he performed the explosive sound effect with theatrical flair. Yet she showed not the slightest trace of terror—her eyes never wavered from the dozen weapon muzzles trained upon her.
She simply inclined her head in calm acceptance and said, “Very well, let’s stake our lives on this outcome.”
Her demeanor suggested complete indifference to the presence of those lethal weapons, as though she faced nothing more threatening than an ordinary business discussion.
Only then did he begin to scrutinize the woman standing before him with genuine attention.
Although her maneuvering during their earlier negotiations had demonstrated remarkable brilliance, he had never intended to honor the contract, regardless. So her tactical prowess hadn’t concerned him particularly.
But now, with her very existence balanced precariously in his hands, a troubling question emerged.
Wasn’t she experiencing even the faintest tremor of fear?
Egbert was still lost in thought when her voice cut through the silence.
“Wagering lives alone feels too dull,” Millie said lightly, almost playfully. “Mr. Perez, I’m sure you’ve played this game more times than you can count. Let’s make it more interesting.”
Just when he thought she was no different from the rest, she added something unexpected. “Let’s gamble on something real. Let’s see if anyone in this room is willing to die for someone else—completely selflessly.” Her words hung in the air, defining the purity of what was at stake.
At the time, Egbert didn’t fully grasp what she meant. To him, it seemed like a challenge he could easily win. His men had been by his side for years. They had proven their loyalty time and again. Surely, any one of them would be willing to lay down his life for him.
So he agreed. “Alright,” he said confidently.
𝖀𝖕𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 g⍺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗲𝗅𝘀․𝗰𝗈𝗺
Then he saw her smile—a knowing expression that sent an unexpected chill through him. Her eyes slowly scanned the faces of his assembled men, studying each one with careful attention.
“That’s good,” she continued, her tone growing more serious. “But once this person takes action, Mr. Perez, you cannot offer him any compensation whatsoever. Not money for his family, not promises to take care of his loved ones, not even a word of gratitude afterward. Nothing at all.”
Before he could fully grasp her intent, she moved to the heart of the matter. Thɪs chapter is updated by
“Mr. Perez, I’m willing to give up my life for Brandon,” she said, her voice clear and calm. “Now, who among your people is willing to give up their life for you?” Her gaze shifted back to him, penetrating and direct. “Tell me—who among your men would die for you without expecting anything in return?”
Egbert turned slowly to look at his men. But this time, he didn’t see the loyalty he’d always assumed was there. He saw fear. Uncertainty. Silent hesitation. When he faced Millie again, that same infuriating smile was still on her face—sweet and calm, as if she already knew the answer.
Rage rose in his chest. He sprang to his feet, marched toward her, and shoved the barrel of his gun against her forehead. “Don’t play games with me,” he growled. “Didn’t you say you’d die for Brandon? Want me to help you fulfill that promise right now?”
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