Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 906

Jesse said as soon as he saw the chips, "Let's go, dude. Come on, let's see who's the luckier man today."

Edward played with a chip in his hand as he smirked at Wilbur.

Wilbur returned a smile before pushing all of his chips forward once again.

He was still betting on big.

Tiff felt her chest clench so hard that it was almost suffocating.

There were 20 million dollars on the line here. Was this guy really that crazy?

Had he even considered the consequences of losing, and whether or not he could take them?

The other onlookers could hardly contain their disbelief.

None of them had ever seen someone this reckless and could not help but respect the guy.

Edward and Jesse's expressions darkened at once.

Both parties went all in the previous round out of spite, but Wilbur was still doing the same even after all three of them had twenty million dollars in hand.

Neither of them had expected this.

Of course, they would die before letting an uncultured swine like Wilbur get the last laugh.

Both men sneered coldly, betting all their chips on small.

The onlookers gasped once more.

This really was a tense bet.

The dealer did her best to calm down. "All bets confirmed."

She shook the dice, placing the jar back down on the table before opening it.

The onlookers could not help but feel their pulse quicken.

It was a bet of twenty million dollars from each party, something even a place known for gambling like this had rarely seen before.

It was nothing they had ever seen before, betting on the same thing three times, and winning everything.

What kind of luck did it take for this to happen? Everyone could hardly believe it.

Tiff felt like her body was going soft, and she leaned against Wilbur, uncaring of the contact as she heaved.

Wilbur smiled, patting her shoulder.

Edward and Jesse's expressions, however, were positively ashen.

They could take losing twenty million dollars. It was losing to this uncultured bastard that they were furious at.

At the same time, over at the office on the top floor of the casino, the beautiful manager from before was pointing at the screen before her. "Sir, this man won three rounds in a row betting all-in on the same thing. He also won every round playing slot machines yesterday. His winnings are now roughly fifty million."

The owner of the casino, Samson Honard, was dressed in a suit, enjoying a cigar as he watched the live footage of Wilbur getting his winnings.

The next second, he said, "Keep an eye on him. Have Bill go with you. Try and see if he's cheating. Make sure he doesn't leave with a single cent before you get to the bottom of it."

"Yes, sir." The manager nodded, turning to leave the office. She greeted a buff, eagle-eyed man by the door, and the both of them headed for the elevator.