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Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1130

It was Emmett's money, and donating it was like banking some good karma for Emmett himself.

Giving it to him, though? Total waste!

After all, Emmett had done his duty. If they couldn't hold onto that cash, that was on them.

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The underground casino was buzzing with life.

Today, Cecil was the man of the hour, strutting around like he owned the place!

Overnight, he went from being a nobody to the big dog!

Normally, people at the casino looked at him like he was a broke stray.

But today, everyone was calling him 'Cecil' left and right. He was so puffed up with pride, he barely recognized himself.

But his high didn't last long.

Because today, he gambled big, blowing through the million-plus Emmett gave to Claire in less than two hours!

Cecil, fuming, stormed out of the casino, shouting,

"A million plus is peanuts! I don't give a damn! That was just pocket change my son gave me out of respect. My son's worth billions! His money is mine, all mine!"

After leaving, Cecil was steamed.

A million plus, gone just like that, and he was back to being broke.

Cecil, mulling it over, snorted in disdain.

He contacted the media and took a cab to the hotel where Elysia and Tarquin were staying.

He had to figure out a way to bring his son back home!

His son's paintings made money. If he brought his son home and had him crank out a hundred or so paintings, the cash would roll in, right?!

As for Tarquin and Elysia, they were like walking, talking gold mines. Best to keep them around for a slow bleed.

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