Becoming the Richest Man Alive

“You’d better think this through. Once you look into it, your casino’s reputation will be ruined. Besides, you won’t be able to get any information,” Eugene warned with a smile, looking at Harold. The former’s hoarse voice sounded like the voice of a devil from hell. It made Harold’s face pale, resembling the color of his hair.

Suddenly, Casper understood why Terrence was so afraid of Eugene. That was because Eugene was the worst scumbag on earth. If Casper were to claim himself as a devil who treated scumbags heartlessly, then Eugene would be the devil who devoured those scumbags.

To Eugene, the gamblers, including Terrence and Harold, were just tools for him to earn money. He did not view them as humans.

One hundred million might just be the beginning.

Casper suddenly had a feeling that Harold’s years of effort spent in establishing Horington Casino’s reputation might be destroyed by the vicious Eugene that night—utterly and completely destroyed.

About five minutes later, Harold finally snapped back to his senses. Between the options of saving the future of the casino and losing seventy million, he chose the latter.

He kept reassuring himself that it was only the first game and he still had a chance of winning his money back. What I have to do next is to watch Eugene closely. That way, he won’t have chances to play any tricks.

Almost half of Horington Casino’s bargaining chips were brought out. Casper did not care about such things. Thus, Eugene gave him twenty million worth of bargaining chips. At the same time, to refill their resources, Michael, too, prepared twenty million worth of bargaining chips in front of him.

At that moment, many bargaining chips were placed in front of all four of them. Eugene had ninety-eight million, including the twenty million he gave to Casper. Michael had twenty million, while Harold had unlimited. In reality, the latter was facing a great loss.

The cash flow of one hundred million in just one round had shocked the surrounding guests. In the meantime, Eugene had given them two million worth of chips. It was a gambler’s habit. They believed by doing so, they could make luck stay by their side. He did the same when he was playing poker earlier.

continue.” Eugene was feeling proud of himself, waiting for the game

took a deep breath and calmed himself before getting involved in the

Harold’s eyes had turned

new understanding of the world of gamblers. At that thought, he felt the gun in his pocket and glanced at Gunther and the other two gunmen hidden in the crowd. Only then did

Eugene switched the card that was stained with cigarette ash, he had already wiped off the mark. Naturally, he

it was his lucky day as well. The card he marked was an ace of hearts. At first, he wanted to decide whether he should switch his card after drawing a card. Never did he expect to draw a legal set from the deck. He, too,

random thing. He chose to believe that it was fate— a fate that was determined by each individual. The more a person longed for it,

and cheating, another type of skill was needed at gambling. It

trick. After all, all the players would be observant and skilled players. Once a person was caught cheating,

skilled players. Truth was, Eugene’s act

won’t keep winning. Luck will come to my side

time. He was going to lose it if he got another set

second round was a

the third

Harold had successfully summoned his luck back. He actually won a total of eighteen thousand points. He had won a total

man earlier, who appeared with an extraordinary demeanor. His eyes were red, and he shouted at Casper and Eugene, demanding bargaining chips like

Gambling is really a scary thing. It can make someone become so crazy and behave in such a

who seemed to be satisfied with Harold’s behavior. He was even smiling when he

as the