The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode novel Chapter 1069

Chapter 1069

A handsome, blond-haired, and blue-eyed man sat unabashedly at the table, holding a poker chip in his left hand and a lady on his right. His triumphant demeanor clearly suggested that he had just won a substantial amount.

There were quite a few patrons around him, some standing, some sitting, all of them with significant clout.

Arabella headed towards him.

The dealer rolled the dice and when they stopped, many patrons quickly placed their chips on the table. Some bet high, others bet low.

Murray had won quite a bit earlier and was on a high. Eqged on by the woman, he pushed his $3 million in chips onto the section marked "High". The crowd was stunned.

“Darn, he's got guts betting $3 million just like that."

“And if he wins, he'll get a return in the hundreds of millions."

“Such a big spender."

Many complimented his generous bet. The woman who came with him felt quite proud and even planted a kiss on his cheek.

"You've bet wrong."

Suddenly, Arabella's voice was heard.

Murray glanced at her, and the woman beside him looked at Arabella from head to toe with a disdainful gaze.

Who was this young girl popping out of nowhere? Was she trying to get Murray's attention by showing off?

Thinking this, the woman wrapped her arms around Murray's neck, looking provocatively at Arabella as if to say: Mr. Murray is mine, no one else should even think about him!

Murray, on the other hand, didn't seem to take the new girl seriously. He gestured to the dealer to lift the dice cup.

The three dice, when added up, only made 5.

Murray's face suddenly turned sour, and the woman beside him couldn't believe it. $3 million gone in an instant.

Seeing the chips being taken away, the woman turned gloomy as well.

Having lost $3 million, Murray didn't have much interest left.

Arabella continued, "I know you're out of chips. I can lend you $1 million. You can pay me back after you win."

Murray, who was originally not in the mood, perked up at her words.

There was someone willing to lend him money?

Was there such a good deal in the world?

“What do you want?" Murray asked bluntly.

Arabella replied frankly, "I'll help you win three rounds, and you give me Nightshade."

So she was here for Nightshade.

Murray let out a wicked smile, two of his shirt buttons undone, making him look even more roguish and playful, "Do you know how much Nightshade costs?"