Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 277

“Harold, can I borrow your lighter?”

Eugene sounded like he had phlegm stuck in his throat. Harold felt disgusted after hearing him speak.

Harold took out his own lighter, but before he could pass it over, Eugene had already reached over and grabbed it.

Impatient b*stard. Contrary to his inner thoughts, Harold maintained a pleasant smile. “Eugene, if you wish to smoke, you can come here in the future. I’ll grant you a special privilege that will allow you to smoke in any zone.”

After lighting his cigarette, Eugene immediately slapped Harold’s lighter onto the table. “I won’t be coming again. I’ll leave after I help this fellow behind me settle his debts,” Eugene said as he pointed at Terrence who stood behind him.

When Harold heard the man’s words, his expression instantly changed. Just then, he noticed the chips the man had in hand, and he grinned coldly. “I don’t think you will. Despite winning so much, I don’t believe you’re doing all this just to help him pay his debts.”

Eugene flicked his cigarette onto the ground. “Can’t I lend a helping hand? Consider this my repayment for the kindness he had shown me.”

Casper chimed in, “Well, I’ll be d*amned. For someone like you to intervene… How much does he owe?”

Eugene tapped the huge pile of chips before him. He previously had one and a half million before winning another twelve million. Casper had lost eight million to him. The win from earlier had netted him another half a million. Currently, the chips on the table added up to about twenty-two million.

He said, “His debt should be cleared with the three million I’ve just won. I’ll use these chips to pay off his debt. We also came in with an additional one and half million.”

Casper pushed half of his own chips forward. “I’ll give this to you. Take the rest of the money and bet a few more rounds! If you lose, this will be mine. If you win, you are free to leave.”

continued on, he would be unable to profit. All the advantages would go

like that. He was going to milk the cow and catch

together. When the

that, does that mean you’d like to join us, Mr. Murphy?

to the VIP room on the third floor. No one will interrupt us

want me, a handicapped person, to enter a private room with all my winnings? A room that is isolated from the public and filled with your subordinates? Forget it, Harold. I wish to live a little longer. What if I gave

he possibly take the chips of a customer

are you talking

I quite like it here, and I do

latter glanced at the dealer. The dealer could only signal “no” furtively. Eugene’s cultivation level was so high that his tricks did

how about this? Let’s stop this game. Why don’t we play

sinker. The bait was set. Casper could not refuse this opportunity. “All right, I can’t keep losing anyway. I

his chin, deep in thought. He was considering if he should agree to

feel somewhat nervous. Their plan was about

their plan of action. Everyone was gathered

was an old hand in the business. Harold was a ruthless man and his greatest weakness was greed.

Harold. If Harold’s attention was on Casper, the former’s

was necessary to stir up Harold’s negative emotions. They played their parts and provoked

constantly winning at the gambling table. Only cheating will ensure a win. A casino is a place that is purely built for profit. They will definitely use various methods, be it in tampering with their equipment, dealers, attendants, or even their customers. Those people are like their hands and eyes. If we want a steady win, we need to take care

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