Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 268

“How’s that possible? You’ve already owed them a buttload of money, so why would they lend you any more?” Casper asked incredulously.

To his surprise, Terrence scrutinized his car and suddenly grabbed the hem of his shirt. “You mentioned earlier that you’re rich, didn’t you? Why don’t you lend me some money? I’ll win this time, trust me. I’ll definitely win!”

Upon hearing that, a deep frown creased Casper’s brow. My goodness, Terrence’s gambling addiction is beyond cure. He’s in such dire straits, but instead of mending his ways, he only wants to gamble more.

“Mr. Clauder, you’re already deep in debt, and there’s no way you’ll win your money back. Please give up on it. What’s Giselle supposed to do if you carry on like this?”

Alas, that only riled Terrence up. “So what?” he snapped. “I’ll win the money back sooner or later! I can, and I will!”

Casper knew Terrence’s addiction had spiraled out of control, and no amount of advice would help at that point. Unfortunately, the latter was still his future father-in-law, and he couldn’t possibly leave him stranded.

“All right, Mr. Clauder. Why don’t you head home to get some rest first? Once you’ve regained your energy, you can try your luck at the tables again. I’ll also give you as much money as you want.”

Terrence, however, gave a flat-out refusal. “No. I have to win my money back tonight. I’m so close to getting a win! Trust me. Lady Luck’s about to shine on me. When that happens, I’ll be able to recoup everything that I’ve lost!”

Even as he made those claims, Terrence held onto Casper’s arm like a dying man desperately clutching at his last lifeline.

Having witnessed the appalling behavior, Casper couldn’t believe that the man in front of him was the father of someone as kind and thoughtful as Giselle.

After pondering for a while, he finally replied, “I understand, Mr. Clauder. I’ll withdraw the money and take you there myself. I have faith that you’ll win everything back tonight.”

“That’s wonderful!” Terrence exclaimed as his face lit up. “You’ll only have to lend me five million, no, make that three million! Three million, and I’ll double it in one night. Everything will be settled in the morning!”

“That’s good to hear, Mr. Clauder,” Casper answered, having no choice but to play along. “Let me get the money. I’m positive that we’ll make a killing tonight! Mrs. Clauder will also regain her confidence in you when this is all over.”

At the mention of Giselle’s mother, Terrence suddenly froze up. “Oh, yes. Belinda will forgive me without a doubt. I won’t let her down…”

We’ll win our money back tonight and take it to Mrs. Clauder first thing in

We’ll look for Belinda tomorrow morning so she won’t be

the morning that I’m sure

you’re right,” Terrence said with a nod. “How can we not drink our fill after a big win? Anyway, I live on the south side of town, in the third building in Mayfair Gardens. We’ll head over once we’re done drinking in

as he confirmed it with Terrence again, he knocked the latter’s lights out with a swift chop to

wheel, who happened to be one of the underlings at Firewolf Chamber of Commerce. “Did you hear the address he gave?

as instructed, though he couldn’t help himself from glancing at the unconscious Terrence through the rearview mirror. Wow. How did Boss knock him out with a single hit to the neck? It’s

father, and she never told me

quit his gambling addiction. As he began drumming his fingers against his knee,

was for sure—Eugene was right. Gambling addictions were just like taking drugs. It was easy to get hooked on it, but it’d be a

ask Eugene for

was now a fugitive, which explained why he couldn’t have a Paypal account or many other things that an ordinary person would have. That said, it was impressive he could still make a name for himself despite

instantly choked out, “Boss, Eugene started gambling with us once he got

speechless. Hasn’t it only been a few

that another time. Get Eugene on

muttered. A few seconds of background noise later, a

someone has set this guy up, and

could easily discern the truth in any situation, and

one name quickly came to mind—Sawyer

way too ruthless, though. Who knew he’d resort to such underhanded means to get

if you want the guy to give up gambling,

do whatever

For example, you can do what I did and chop off his hands and feet. He won’t be able to

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