The Power Of The Powerless Gambler

Chapter 20: A Strong Feeling of Guilt

After the event, Yuna's expression was a mixture of exhaustion and distant contemplation. Her eyes, though slightly glazed, held a depth of emotion, and her shoulders were hunched as if weighed down by unspoken burdens.

Noticing her state, Victor approached with a concerned gaze. He gently draped his blazer over her shoulders, his gesture tender and protective. With a caring hand, he helped her towards the car.

As soon as Victor was out of sight, the renowned speaker, Maureen, let out a string of foul language, her voice filled with frustration and anger. "Jerk! Beast! Animal!"

As she wailed, she drooped to the ground, clutching her neck.

"After using his bare hand to strangle my neck, how could he smile so endearingly in front of that b*tch?" *Sobbed* "F**k! I almost died."

She was down in the dumps when her mobile rang.

"What? I apologize, sir. But Victor Green..."

"I haven't forgotten the plan, but you know how terrifying Victor can be, sir. He even threatened to send me to my parents before sunrise."

Maureen squirmed with discomfort as she tried to explain to the caller why she had failed her task. Her voice was unsteady, and she fidgeted nervously, clearly distressed as she struggled to articulate the reasons behind her failure.

"And how is that a problem? Do you care more about others finding out about your family than losing your life?"

"Why? They're both dead!" Her eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down her cheeks as her voice cracked with frustration.

Yuna's strategic maneuvers turn a potentially disastrous situation into a major success. By combining emotional appeal, innovative fundraising tactics, and public spectacle, she didn't just pressure wealthy attendees to donate but also redefined her and Zack's public image.

After failing the plan to make Yuna a laughing stock, which they most anticipated, Maureen received an instruction to put a drug on Yuna's foods or drinks to create chaos and convince the public that she's an illicit drug user like her husband, Zack.

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Zack arrived punctually to pick up Yuna and Victor, driving a spacious luxury SUV with reclining seats for maximum comfort.

As Zack drove smoothly, the serene motion of the vehicle highlighted Yuna's peculiar behavior. The two men exchanged concerned glances through the rearview mirror, their frowns deepening as they observed her unusual demeanor.

Every moment spent in the public eye had been a balancing act, and now, away from the spotlight, the facade of strength was cracking. She closed her eyes briefly, trying to steady her breath and regain her composure, but the emotional toll was evident in her strained expression and the quiet tension that lingered in her posture.

She knew what it could be like during the event, but she would take advantage of the opportunity to acquire an enormous amount to help unfortunate people.

Truthfully, Yuna planned everything when she knew how wealthy the affluent were. She carries her first step of an ultimate gamble as she finds an opening to win during her first encounter with Lucas and the president. She was disgusted to hear them talk like the ordinary people were nothing but tools for their success.

As she leaned back and shut her eyes forcefully, she thought, 'I won my gamble, but at what cost? So this is how a scammer feels, huh?' A strong wave of guilt washed over her.

She regarded herself as nothing less than a thief meddling with their wealth.

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Amid their discussion in the home office, Zack turned to Victor and inquired, "What happened to her?"