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Chapter G – Gambler


If there was one thing Kuonji loathed more than anything, it was himself. Had he not gambled his luck on Yuka, he wouldn't have to go through his miseries in the present.

"Damn," he thumped his fist on the window. He growled in frustration.

He turned around and glared at the two photographs clipped on a folder—a picture of her and her daughter; the latter whom he kept locked in a building.

He gambled again, this time, on her daughter. He knew she would give in, but when?