The casino was splendid, everything around it decorated in gold, yet it lacked the gaudy style of a nouveau riche establishment.
Men and women in exquisite clothing played merrily at the tables. Gambling tables crafted from fine wood were merely ordinary furnishings here.
Fine liquor and beautiful women accompanying the guests occasionally laughed softly, flirting with them and exuding irresistible charm.
Everyone around them seemed entirely focused on the gambling tables, the thrill of gambling leaving them no time to spare for anything else.
Morgans should originally have been one of them, addicted to this exhilarating game and unable to pull himself away.
But because he had looked at them one more time in the crowd, Morgans became extremely curious about the three people upstairs.
However, the room leading to the second floor was guarded, and Morgans had no idea how to get up there for the moment.
Just as Morgans was agonizing over it, he suddenly saw the guard stationed on the second floor head upstairs for some reason. The staircase was left unattended, creating an opening.
"Opportunity!!" Morgans had no time to think further. His body had already moved, and he grabbed the tool he never left behind—his camera Den Den Mushi.
The guard who had gone upstairs seemed to have received some kind of order and quickly entered a room. Morgans took the chance to hide in a nearby restroom.
"I didn't expect the second floor to be like this. It seems to be a more upscale reception area?" Morgans surveyed his surroundings. "I wonder whether those three are together or in separate private rooms?"
Realizing that his assumptions might not match reality, Morgans found himself unable to make up his mind.
If he went back downstairs now and acted as though nothing had happened, there would