“Hey, hey, remember me? I lost 450 thousand to you last time in Norward City!” Danny shouted, pointing at his own face, which he believed to be highly recognizable, through the partially closed passenger side window of the car.
Dylan’s eyes widened involuntarily upon hearing Danny’s words.
Huh? 450 thousand?
Unable to control himself, he turned his head to look at Isabelle, who was acting as if she did not know Danny at all.
Isabelle won 450 thousand from Danny Holmes?
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