Chapter 596

Without even looking at what was typed out on the promissory note, James proceeded to sign it and immediately joined the next round of the game. But in less than 15 minutes, he lost all two billion dollars worth of chips again.

“We’re out of chips again, James‘ Should we borrow more? The young lady asked once again.

“Yes! Get as much as you can! James growled. At that moment, he had completely lost control of his senses, his actions only driven by the relentless desire to win back what he lost and make the man with the hooked nose regret what he said.

Two hours later, James was drenched in sweat and panting uncontrollably, his eyes were bloodshot. His expression was somewhat horrifying

“Sorry man, Three of a Kind and One Pair. That makes a Full House. You’ve lost again. “The man opposite him showed his hand and smiled meanly.

“Go! Borrow some more! I refuse to believe that I’ll keep losing today! James shouted.

“You’ve already lost too much, James. They refuse to lend you anymore,” The young lady answered

that I can’t afford to pay them back? I’ll have you know that my sister is the chairperson of Nicholson Corp.! She has assets worth over a hundred billion

buddy, my boss would like to speak with you.” Out of nowhere, a calloused hand rested

James‘ shoulder from behind.

he froze.

you want?” James put on a calm

night. My boss would like to talk to you about your payment. Come with us.” As the leader of the group of henchmen spoke, he inconspicuously flashed the gun fastened to his belt. James‘ eyes widened. As he dared not go against their wishes, he had no choice but to follow

was a paunchy man with a cigar perched on his

Two henchmen pushed James into the room and locked the door from outside. James gulped dryly when he saw the room full of menacing

taking a long swig of his cigar and slowly

familiar, Sir. Have we met?

Duncan Doyle,” The man

Doyle? From the prestigious

about my money. So, you borrowed a total of 38 million dollars tonight. How are you going to pay it back?” As Duncan spoke, he slapped a thick stack of promissory notes on the table. Every piece of it had James‘ signature

already thoroughly drenched in sweat. “M–Mr. Doyle, these notes prove that I’ve only borrowed 30 million. Where did the

miserably.

would I be lending out money if not for the interest?”

too high?” James

either pay me what you owe or I’ll chop

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