Are You Looking for Trouble?

"Poor little thing."

Seeing the little boy's filthy face, they all felt a pang of sympathy.

Noah glanced at Momousagi, who immediately understood. She rummaged through her shoulder bag for a while and pulled out several five-hundred-Beli notes.

Noah usually did not like carrying money on him. Ever since the group had started their honeymoon vacation, they had traveled light. Their hundreds of millions of Beli in savings were all stored in bank cards, withdrawn only when needed.

Any small cash they carried was managed by Momousagi.

"Child, what's your name?"

Momousagi took out a handkerchief, wiped the grime from the little boy's forehead, and asked softly.

The black-haired, black-eyed boy instinctively dodged the handkerchief. He gave her a timid look and said quietly, "Messi. Cooper Messi."

"Messi, that's a lovely name."

Momousagi repeated it, then asked gently, "Where is your family, Messi? You look completely different from the locals here. Did you get lost here all by yourself?"

"Yeah."

The boy named Messi nodded, his gaze dimming. "I came here on a trip with my mother last week, but she lost money at the casino and used me as collateral here. Then she ran away on her own. I've never seen her again."

"Only today did I find an opening to sneak out of the casino during the chaos..."

Momousagi froze slightly and gave Noah a thoughtful look.

Only today had he finally found a chance to escape from the casino?

Could it really be such a coincidence? Was it the very casino run by that young master Anjie's men?

"Huh? There's actually a mother like that?"

Bell-mère, meanwhile, was instantly furious. As the mother of two girls, she simply could not understand such a bastard who used her own child to pay off debts. She angrily rolled up