Chapter 6: A Familiar Pattern
"Young master, this—" Ottep’s voice echoed behind him. "I think we should go."
"Shhh..." Matthew simply shrugged. He came here to spend money. He didn’t care if he lost all the tens million that he had. He cared more about the connections he would gain from being recognized as a VIP member of this place.
"I skipped this place because it was too small, not knowing that this is where one would easily become a VIP client," he mumbled to himself. "Even in his death, he never understood why this store is special."
In his past life, Lenox took this path to have more connections in the underworld. Matthew supported Lenox throughout his plans and watched him become the king of the underworld. This isn’t going to happen in this lifetime.
"This is the last one... if you still lose, you will have to pay me a million! Are you ready?" The one who asked was another random customer who thought it would be fun to gamble against Matthew— a newbie.
"Go on," Matthew smiled. In fact, this was not the first million that he had already lost.
Yes. He had been losing millions since he came into this place. The young Matthew would have cared about this amount of money. After all, this was part of his annual allowance that his father sent him. But this was all worth it, he thought inwardly. This place was simply worth it!
The store clerk placed the stone on the cutting table. It was round, almost like a melon, with a faint white line running diagonally across its surface. Someone nearby whistled.
"Looks like a sleeper," the customer beside Matthew said. "Could be something. Could be nothing."
The cutter didn’t hesitate. The rotary tool hit the surface with a shrill whir. White dust flew as the outer layer peeled away.
Seconds later, silence wrapped around the area.