Wei Changqing whispered into Da Bai’s ear: This woman should be the famous Gold Widow in the American gang.

The Gold Widow held a cigar between her fingers, blew smoke towards them, and said, "Just the two of you?"

"Yes," Wei Changqing replied.

"Who called our people?"

Da Bai pointed at himself with his thumb.

"Good." The Gold Widow lowered her red high heels and pointed at Da Bai, "You said over the phone that you could help me defeat Robbie, how do you plan to do it?"

"He wins because someone in Sun City helps him with a large amount of capital. Therefore, we just need to manipulate things a bit to make the other side withdraw their investment."

"But the results are already out, what can be done now?"

"There’s always a way. We can lure him into another gamble. No one isn’t greedy for money. But this time it’s different; we’re the ones setting the trap, ensuring he loses everything."

"What you said makes sense." The Gold Widow nodded, "Alright, you both stay here. If you help me recover my losses, I’ll reward you accordingly."

"I want to see Nala."

"No." The Gold Widow rejected outright, "I can’t trust you until you make me money. Please go next door to work."

Following this, they were taken next door, provided with necessary tools like a laptop and related bank accounts.

Since they didn’t dare bring their phones in, Da Bai asked, "You need to prepare a phone for me so I can contact traders active in the market."

The phone was delivered to his desk, along with a stern warning: "Don’t play any tricks, don’t forget the hostage is in our hands. We can monitor this call anytime."

Xiao Yebai and Wei Changqing exchanged a glance without hurriedly contradicting them.

While operating, they called their trader, naturally one of their own brothers.

Zhang Sanfeng acted as the trader, communicating with them over the phone.

"Mr. Bai, right? Want to open a few new accounts, is Three-Three okay?"

Three-Three, referring to the Xiao Family’s third child.

His third sister called Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng continued relaying messages, "After Three-Three is done, our contact Old Chen can help inject funds into the account."

"Okay," Xiao Yebai replied.

The secret codes between their brothers, the Gold Widow surely couldn’t decipher the hidden meanings.

Operations require time, and they had to wait for the market to open.

On the Gold Widow’s side, they contacted Robbie, agreed on the amount to gamble again, and later, she fiercely told Xiao Yebai and the others, "I’m risking everything here; if you can’t win, I’ll take you down with me!"

The funds in gang bets are always much larger compared to Sun City’s amounts, as they aren’t monitored by financial authorities. Clearly, last time the Gold Widow wagered a lot and lost heavily, otherwise she wouldn’t believe their words and gamble with Robbie again.

Robbie, having won before, was smug, not thinking he could lose again. Moreover, by noon the next day, an even more reliable piece of news came through, pushing the Gold Widow’s anxiety to the peak.

She walked into Xiao Yebai’s room with her hands behind her back, suddenly showing her ghastly yellow teeth to them and said, "I know you’re not just here for Nala."

Xiao Yebai and Wei Changqing were internally startled but maintained a calm exterior, feigning ignorance of what she was talking about.