Chapter 235: The Day Before
When Max returned to school, it was a Friday, the last day before the weekend.
And that meant something else: tomorrow, his time would be up.
It was the day the Black Hounds had promised to come for him.
While the teacher droned on at the front of the room, Max sat in his seat, eyes locked on his notebook but his thoughts miles away. His mind was working overtime, trying to plan, trying to prepare.
’I’ve done what I can to get ready for the worst outcome tomorrow... but what would’ve helped the most is if I could’ve increased my strength, my power, as much as possible before the big day,’ Max thought, grinding his pen against the page in frustration.
His gaze flicked to the numbers and notes scribbled in the margins of his notebook. Calculations. Figures. Timelines. He had been racking his brain for any way to increase his money, fast.
His business was doing well. Better than well. It was growing at such a pace that he could actually feel the results in his own body. Every day, he felt stronger, his vow transforming his financial gains into physical growth.
But even with that, it wasn’t enough. Not yet. Not to take on a group like the Black Hounds.
The only shortcut he could think of, the only way to multiply his wealth in a single blow, was gambling.
But there were two problems with that.
First, even the underground gambling ring they were using had a maximum bet cap of ten million. That alone shut down most of the more "creative" strategies he could have employed.
And second... well, Max wasn’t a gambler. Not really.