Chapter 36 Everything Can Be Solved With Money

• Jack was enjoying a glass of wine in his private room on the top floor of his casino—a place only a select few could enter. Soft classical music filled the dimly lit space, its black and red decor giving an air of dark luxury. It was a stark contrast to the dangerous and cold image he projected to the outside world.
• Stacks of cash sat on the marble table beside him, fresh from Adrian—a hefty sum just to cover his men’s hospital bills. Jack saw it as a small win in the bigger game he was playing.
• Just as he was about to fully relax, the door swung open aggressively. One of his staff rushed in, panting.