The sound of cards whirling in the hands of dealers, the bell whistles of various slot machines, and the racketing noise of the levers being pulled.
Aiden looked around the casino that was strobing with the neon light and he sniffed the corrupted air that was polluted by the rusty sweat and noise coming from the gamblers sitting and picking at each other for losing their lots.
Some people even thought it was morning but gamblers do not care, some even sleep in casinos without going home while betting all night and also borrow some funds when they run out of money.
And that's how a casino runs.
When some men saw Aiden come into the casino they quickly got up in respect but he dismissed them by waving his hands and the men quickly went back to their business.
"The business looks good," Aiden mumbled and he smirked.
Yes, this is exactly what he needs to ruin Brooke, he thought.