Chapter 574

Julian chuckled darkly. "Seems like he's in deep. Once you're in this world, there's no way out."

The suited men smirked. "Working for our boss is a golden opportunity. Everett wouldn't dream of leaving, trust us."

Julian had heard enough. He waved them off dismissively. "You're dismissed. We'll look around ourselves."

"Of course. Just call if you need anything."

"Mm."

As the men retreated, Julian turned to Rosalind. "Do you even know who runs this casino? Rumor has it he's a drug kingpin. And Everett's tangled up with him."

Rosalind's breath hitched. A drug lord?

Did Everett know?

She knew how brilliant he was—he had endless legitimate opportunities. Why choose this path?

Julian's lips curled. "See now? He's already in too deep. His world isn't yours. Cut him loose before it's too late."

Rosalind's fists clenched. "Stop wasting your time on me and go find Arabella. Whatever's between Everett and me is none of your concern!"

"Ungrateful. I'm trying to save you."

"Save me?" She laughed sharply. "I remember how you despised me, how you cheated with Arabella. Now you've done a complete turnaround. Why?"

Julian stiffened, caught off guard.

Rosalind's piercing gaze narrowed. "Have you developed feelings for me?"

What?

The accusation struck like lightning. He scoffed. "Delusional. I'd never fall for you."

"Good. Because if you did, I'd lose all respect for you."

Without another word, she spun on her heel and strode toward Everett.

"Rosalind!"

Julian stood frozen, fists clenched, watching her walk away.

Rosalind searched desperately, but the casino was a labyrinth. After several wrong turns, she nearly lost her way.

She had to find Everett. There were too many questions, too much left unsaid.

Rounding a dimly lit corridor, she spotted him ahead. Her pulse quickened as she moved forward.

Then—a flash of movement.

A girl in a sleek black ensemble—tank top hugging her curves, shorts showcasing toned legs—bounded up to Everett with a radiant smile. "Everett!"

Rosalind froze.

Since when did he know her?

The girl beamed. "Let's leave early today. I want to have some fun."

Everett's face was shadowed, expression unreadable. "I have work."

She giggled. "Daddy already approved it. Your only task now is to entertain me."

Rosalind's blood ran cold.

The girl was Genevieve Blackwood—the boss's daughter.

Everett shook his head. "Go enjoy yourself. I'm busy."

He turned to leave.

Genevieve grabbed his arm, pressing close. "Just a little while, please..."

Everett stilled—his eyes locking onto Rosalind's from across the hall.