Yuna was abruptly pulled outside the bar, where a sleek, luxurious car was waiting. Rather than resisting, she went with it, her movements fluid and unhurried. The distinct intuition guided her: a sharp sense of imminent danger, driven by the feeling that Mr. Greg's spy was lurking nearby, ready to seize an opportunity.
As the car moved on, the three people who hid in the dark appeared and made a call. The man on the other end of the telephone abruptly shut off the discussion when he heard, "She left with Zack and Victor, sir."
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After several minutes, the car pulled up and parked a short distance from the entrance of the first-class casino. Yuna's mind raced. The opulent façade of the casino, visible from the car, with its glittering lights, seemed starkly out of place against the unsettling situation she found herself in. A flicker of unease crossed her face. She had no idea what they wanted from her.
"There are only two things you can do in your predicament tonight."
Yuna's heart raced as the worst possibilities ran through her mind. The thought of what they might want from her filled her with a deep, gnawing fear. Her palms grew clammy, and her breaths came in shallow bursts. Yet, beneath the fear was a steely resolve, a determination to face whatever came with a calm demeanor.
"Prove your worth to us, or you might want to start planning your escape from Greg."
His manly intimidating voice reminds Yuna that the latter choice wasn't an option if even Victor who was known as a killing machine considers how vile Greg was.
Finally, they explained exactly what Yuna had to do, providing her with precise details and instructions.
"Remember that his name is Chan Toma, and he is a very cunning journalist. So, do everything to get the USB into his hands. I've told you everything there is to know about him."
They showed her a picture of Chan Toma to help her familiarize herself with his face, ensuring she wouldn't mistakenly approach the wrong person.
Her mission was to get the USB which carried a file capable of damaging Zack Avere's status as an heir.
"You have five minutes to plan what to do to enable you to get the drive."
'This is impossible. How am I supposed to do that? Am I supposed to steal the USB right under his nose, with everyone watching?'
Yuna's heart sank as she processed the gravity of the mission. The task seemed nearly impossible: to get the USB into the hands of Chan Toma, a journalist she didn't know. The enormity of the challenge made her feel overwhelmed. She was left grappling with the daunting realization that success would require more than luck; it would demand a flawless plan and nerves of steel.
'Take a leap of faith.'
Yuna took a deep breath, forcing herself to focus. She knew she had no choice but to give her all—facing the daunting task head-on was far preferable to the alternative of dealing with Greg. She steeled her resolve, reminding herself that success was her only option.
Her eyes seemed too strange. One moment she looked impudently tricky, and the next round, she tugged the neat tie of a man in the driver's seat and kissed him. Her kiss began softly, slowly gaining a passion.
Their eyes widened in surprise, their stern expression momentarily giving way to a mix of shock and confusion. They clearly hadn't anticipated such a bold and unorthodox move from Yuna.
"Use every method."
Her eyes gleamed with triumph and cunning, and her lips curved into a subtle, knowing smile. The recording captured the entire scene, and as she held up the phone, the unspoken message was clear: she had outsmarted them.
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The Power Of The Powerless Gambler
FantasíaDo you know the poorest woman who ever lived? Yuna moved to the city from a mountain village and took on numerous jobs to support her elderly parents and two twin sisters with special needs. She washed dishes at restaurants, worked as a dog walker...
