Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 913

Sharon looked at them as well.

"Mister Penn, would you like to continue?"

Wilbur smiled. "I think that's enough for now. I'm pretty tired after a whole day of gambling."

"Alright. We'll stop here, then. I'll have someone send your winnings to your room. We will need some time to tally everything first," said Sharon.

She had a point, and Wilbur nodded before getting up.

Edward shouted, "No, you can't leave!"

Wilbur looked at him. "Why not?"

Edward blinked for a beat before saying, "I've still got money on me! Let's keep going, come on!"

"Sure, but I'm tired today. How about tomorrow?" Wilbur smiled.

Edward could not respond to that.

After all, he could not force someone to gamble with him.

Jesse sat in his seat in a crumpled, defeated daze.

600 million dollars.

That was money that even their companies could not get all at once.

"Let me walk you back, sir."

Tiff seemed reborn, standing up perkily then.

Wilbur nodded, and the two of them made their way towards the door. Right before leaving, Wilbur turned to Edward and Jesse coldly. "Did you really think that it was all thanks to luck that I was able to win? Idiots."

He let out a sneer, turning to leave.

Edward and Jesse were stunned for a long time.

Suddenly, Edward turned to Sharon and shouted, "Did you hear that? He cheated, he said it himself!"

"Yeah, Miss Taver, you heard him say it, didn't you?" Jesse looked at Sharon, drenched in sweat.

Sharon frowned. "He was just making a joke, gentlemen. There isn't any proof that Mister Penn actually cheated."

Just then, Wilbur and Tiff returned to his room upstairs.

Tiff stood awkwardly, unsure of what to do now.

Wilbur patted the sofa with a smile. "Come here."

Tiff nodded obediently, doing as told.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door was opened to reveal two hostesses, each of them holding a tray full of chips that they placed before Wilbur respectfully.

"Your winnings, sir. Please feel free to count them."

Wilbur smiled. He picked up two chips, each worth a hundred thousand dollars, and handed one to each hostess. "That's fine. Thank you for your help."

The hostesses were overjoyed, bowing profusely to Wilbur, uncaring of the gaping neckline of their dresses.