Zarelle didn’t need to look up to know the source of that angry, slurred voice.
Celina barreled towards Zarelle, stumbling on her high heels like a drunk elephant.
“I knew it! You set me up!”
Victoria stepped in to block her approach, her professional demeanor intact despite the chaos.
“Miss Ashmoor, you need to stay back.”
Celina let out an enraged scream and scratched the manager’s face with her dagger-sharp nails.
“f**k off!”
Victoria hissed in pain, blood beading on her cheek from the scratch marks.
Neal quickly grabbed Celina’s right wrist to prevent further violence.
“Miss, you need to calm down.”
“Get away from me!” Celina screamed again, her voice echoing through the casino.
“You were in on this! The game was rigged!”
Rage burned in her bloodsh
