Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 3279

Chapter 3279 Moneylender

Since that was the case, she wouldn't mind witnessing his downfall. She knew that Herman was about to fall into a deep abyss and never replace a way out.

Half an hour later, after observing the situation at multiple gambling tables, Herman seemed to have decided on his next game.

This time around, Megan did not bother to squeeze through the crowd to look at Herman's cards. She merely stood at one side and waited patiently.

"That's impossible!"

After some time, an agonizing bellow was heard from the gambling table.

Megan was not surprised at all to hear that painful yell. She let out a slight smile with a hint of malice, basking in the satisfaction it gave her.

"Excuse me, please let me through. My friend is there!" Megan pushed through the crowd who was enjoying the show and forced her way towards the gambling table.

At the table, Herman had lost all his chips and was hugging his head helplessly with a deep crease between his brows.

Megan, who was standing behind him, could not help but feel slightly emotional as she witnessed that scene.

She had seen that powerless figure countless times. Herman shirked all responsibilities and was unable to handle even a slight amount of stress. All he knew was to leave the mess for her to clean up. Well, Megan had regained over herself and was no longer emotionally affected by that familiar figure.

"Winning and losing are all part of life. You should know better as you are more educated than me." Megan stood next to Herman and comforted him with a warm smile on her face, just like a gentle and affectionate elder sister.

However, Herman, who did not have any chips left, was unable to let go of his loss. He gambled because he wanted to win, and also because he cared about his ego.

At the present moment, he was almost losing his rationality. All he needed was just another trigger.

"Nope, I won't lose. Megan, do you still have any money left?" Herman turned his head back slightly and asked.

His expression was that of stubbornness, with a hint of viciousness and ruthlessness. Megan felt a shiver run down her spine as it was the first time she saw such fierceness in Herman.

After composing herself, the woman pursed her lips and replied, "I don't have any money left. What I took out just now was all I had. Besides, I brought less than a hundred bucks with me today. Should we just call it a day?" Megan tried to persuade Herman patiently.

However, Herman's expression suddenly changed and he lost his temper with everyone watching. "Give me money! I'll definitely be able to make a comeback if I have more capital!"

That was the mindset of every gambler. All of them had absolute confidence in themselves that they would be able to turn the tides in their favor. However, it would be too late for regrets when the end result was apparent.

"Really? Are you really confident that you will be able to make a comeback?" Megan asked Herman uncertainly. Noticing her flickering eyes, Herman was sure that she had money but did not want to give it to him.

"Yes, I am absolutely confident!" The man replied firmly. His eyes had turned bloodshot while waiting eagerly for Megan's reply. However, the woman merely looked at him smilingly with no intention to speak. Just when he was getting anxious, Megan opened her mouth. "Sure, give me your passport and mobile phone. I'll help to borrow some money from the moneylender at the entrance."

The crowd was stunned when they heard Megan's suggestion. No one in their right minds would encourage their loved ones to borrow money from moneylenders.

To the rest of the people, Megan and Herman seemed like an intimate couple. As such, it was unfathomable to them that the woman would make a suggestion that might turn out to be the greatest regret of the man's life.

Everyone exhibited different expressions and was lost in their own thoughts.

The action at the gambling table had also come to a halt for quite a while as Herman had not placed his bet. Noticing that the man had run out of capital, the other gamblers at that table wanted to chase him away.

Herman hesitated at Megan's suggestion and could not make up his mind. It was as if he was glued to his seat, no matter how the others tried to pull him away or persuaded him to leave, he was unmoved and sat still at the table.

Judging by the state the man was in, Megan knew she had already won half the battle.

With a chuckle, she spoke, "Have you decided? If you get the money sooner, you will be able to recoup your losses sooner." Even though the woman's voice was as sweet as an angel's, her words were so terrifying that they gave goosebumps.