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The Final Chip

Framed for a thirty-million-dollar theft by the ruthless Lucien Moretti, janitor Cassie Vaughn is publicly shamed and sent to a brutal death. But the end was only the beginning. Waking up back at the casino poker table, she finds herself in a race against time. With only forty-three minutes before her scheduled execution, Cassie must navigate a web of mafia lies and billionaire cruelty. This time, she will use her knowledge of the future to turn the game around and gamble with Lucien’s life.
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Chapter 3

Three million dollars’ worth of chips was piled onto the table in front of me.

My hand had barely lifted when a young woman suddenly ran into the casino.

“Cassie! You stole my money and used it to gamble with our parents’ lives!?”

She was Lily Vaughn, the long-lost daughter my parents had found last year.

Pointing at me, she burst into tears.

“I spent years suffering out there on my own. That money was supposed to be mine!”

The crowd instantly looked at me with disgust.

“She even steals from her own family?”

“Does a woman like this even have a bottom line?”

Lucien let out a low laugh.

“That’s what I said. A janitor doesn’t just magically come up with three million dollars.”

“So she stole it from her own sister.”

Lily grabbed my hair violently.

“Her chips shouldn’t even count!”

A tomato smashed against my body.

“Even casino people hate someone who drinks her family’s blood!”

I grabbed Lily’s arms and locked them in place.

Then I looked at the crowd.

“My three million dollars did not come from my family.”

“And every cent of it has a clear source.”

“You can verify every transaction through the National Trust Fund system.”

The casino manager immediately logged into the trust database and pulled up the verification records.

One hundred percent of the funds had a legitimate source.

The documents were projected onto the massive casino screen.

The crowd stared upward in shock.

Then everyone turned toward Lily.

But Lily suddenly started crying harder.

“She laundered the money first and deposited it afterward!”

“My parents raised her for over twenty years. She tricked them into signing the papers because they always favored her!”

Slowly, I raised another document.

“As for you, I had another DNA test done afterward.”

“And according to this report, you are not my biological sister at all.”

I pointed at Lily and looked at the crowd.

“The real fraud here is her.”

Lucien burst into laughter.

“Little Cassie, now you’re playing games with fake DNA reports?”

“Should I call in a DNA specialist so we can determine which report is real?”

The crowd mocked me openly.

“Please. A woman who steals from casinos would absolutely steal from her own sister too.”

“Forget DNA reports. Someone should check her credit score instead.”

“It’s probably below zero already!”

Tomatoes and eggs kept flying toward me from every direction.

My hair and clothes were soaked in slime and yolk.

Lily wiped away her tears and looked at me pitifully.

“See, sis? Nobody believes you now. That’s not something I can control.”

I looked right back at her.

“Your parents are hanging in a warehouse right now, and instead of saving them, you’re standing here arguing about where my money came from.”

“The real reason is that your lover promised you something.”

Slowly, I turned my head toward Lucien.

“He told you that if you helped him destroy me, he’d let you marry into the Moretti family.”

“Lily, do you really think Lucien Moretti would marry you?”

I stepped toward her slowly.

Lily kept stumbling backward.

“Lily Vaughn, you really are loyal when it comes to love.”

I grabbed a broken egg from my chest and smashed it straight back into Lily’s face.

She covered her face and screamed.

“She’s lying!”

I smiled while wiping slime from my hair.

“Then prove it.”

Lucien shot to his feet so violently that his chair overturned behind him.

“Get the DNA specialist in here right now!”

The floor-to-ceiling doors on the second floor opened.

The man who had been sitting in the shadows finally stepped out.

I lifted my head, filthy and covered in egg yolk, and met his eyes.

Ten minutes remained before the moment I died in the crocodile pit in my last life.

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