Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 902

Well, he would just wait patiently for three days and win the ten billion dollars.

Wilbur looked at the time and saw that it was seven in the evening.

He began to meditate.

That same evening, news of Trevor Penn from Seechertown challenging the great Stiles Dune spread through all of the Aroma cultivator and underground circle.

Everyone was shocked, asking around just who on earth Trevor Penn was and how he had the nerve to challenge someone at the Super Sanctuary level.

It was important to note that Stiles had been the top dog of Aroma for decades, with no one being able to outperform him.

There were three Sanctuary level cultivators in Aroma: Christopher, Logan Toya, and Gaston Jenka. All of them looked up to Stiles as their leader.

Due to the fact that Aroma and the other parts of Dasha were relatively segregated, all they knew was Trevor Penn was at the Sanctuary level.

That was obviously within everyone's expectations.

To be able to reach the Sanctuary level was already considered a huge deal, and it was understandable that this Trevor guy was cocky enough to be attempting something like this.

However, Stiles was at the Super Sanctuary level. Trevor would be in for a nasty surprise going up against him. It was a one-way ticket to hell.

All at once, all the casinos opened up their bets.

Of course, everyone unanimously bet heavily on Stiles winning.

On top of that, they even bet on exactly how many minutes Trevor would be able to last against this Super Sanctuary cultivator.

From the bets that had been put down so far, it seemed like three minutes was the limit.

Aroma was abuzz with excitement.

After all, they would be able to witness a battle between two Sanctuary level cultivators and win some money out of it.

Despite the fact that Stiles was winning for sure, Trevor was also a Sanctuary level cultivator himself.

He should at least be able to put up a fight to some degree.

The next morning, Wilbur woke up on time.

He got ready and headed to a restaurant for breakfast before returning to his room and smiling at the sight of his chips.

He had time, so he might as well entertain himself.

Chips in hand, Wilbur headed for the lounge on the first floor.

Wilbur gave it some thought. "Let's go with something simple today."

"Sure! A game of Sic Bo should be easy enough. How's that?"

With how much capital Wilbur now had, slot machines were definitely not a suitable game anymore.

Betting on dice was the easiest game there was now.

Wilbur nodded in agreement, wanting a stress-free game that did not require much thinking.

The two of them sat down at the Sic Bo table. Tiff placed Wilbur's chips down in front of him, sitting next to him closely.

Both their bodies brushed against each other every now and then.

"Place your bets," the dealer called out.

The gamblers put their chips down, mostly in the thousands.

Just then, however, Wilbur pushed all his tokens onto the side of the table betting on big.

The move shocked everyone at the table.