Becoming the Richest Man Alive

The largest underground gambling resort in Horington was completely decimated on this day.

Casper dismissed all of Horington Casino’s original employees as they weren’t of use to him now with their one-track knowledge of the gambling resort. In addition, he commandeered several small-bore pistols. Though the guns were initially only intended to intimidate instead of inflicting physical harm, the unprecedented appearance of Casper changed that.

“It amuses me to imagine how Sawyer Lingham will react to the news tomorrow morning since part of the shares still belongs to Lingham Group!” Casper cackled with his hands full of stock futures. The mere thought of winning all these with only ten million as bankroll would put him in a jolly mood for days.

But there was still one problem left unresolved. Casper had questioned Eugene on how the spoils were to be shared between them before the operation, but his only reply was that they’d cross the bridge once they got to it while lighting a cigarette.

“How much would you like?” asked Casper warily. He was aware that Eugene was a strong contributor to the success of their mission and it would be unwise to be miserly now. Casper and Terrence would have floundered miserably if not for Eugene’s leadership.

“Give me one hundred and thirty million, out of which thirty million will go to Michael,” replied Eugene after some consideration.

“Are you sure that’s enough?” exclaimed Casper in disbelief.

Eugene directed his stare at him. “We gamblers are all slaves to our own greed. I have my eyes set on bigger returns in the future is all. Besides, I owe you my life, so this amount will suffice.”

Casper gave a silent nod of acknowledgment and proceeded to empty the upper floor of cash to Eugene. Eugene then magnanimously doled out 5 million to Stallion, an underling of the Firewolf Chamber of Commerce.

Stallion was agog at the tiny fortune stuffed in his hands.

“This is good and all, but don’t forget that you guys still owe me,” said Eugene amusingly. This was his closest attempt at cracking a joke.

Stallion’s perception of Eugene the gambling geezer was instantly altered. The gods of gambling seemed to favor him, and he claimed to cover the purchase of all their cigarettes in the future.

other two gunners, but they shook their heads in

Casper decided to call Winston that the three men

Casper entertained the possibility of recruiting Gunther as a man of

and wondered when exactly he had betrayed his mentor

and discreetly questioned him about

We figured that Harold would only dispatch someone highly skilled and trustworthy and soon put two

were the words written: Subterfuge, dividends, agree, Liesfield,

cigarette brands to represent his answer. Hemsworth if he consented, and Liesfield if he were to remain undecided. It was unnecessary for him to provide a third option as Michael would have directly reported to his mentor and exposed Eugene’s scheme if that

both of them were actually playing the long game instead?” Casper

have mattered as I ignored him throughout the first three rounds and relied on myself. I commend your astute observation, lad. It’s also why my plan went

round of betting.

Harold would get rid of him once he lost. With each of Harold’s losses, the

didn’t you

with a glare. “Didn’t you mention that you wanted

I’ve changed my mind. Are there still any Liesfield cigarettes on sale

Eugene, but the latter was unusually adamant. “Come on man, are there any? Do get

“Fine!” grumbled Michael disdainfully.

was rife with intent to

this while, and we’re soon to near the end of our rounds. Why choose to

the first time my mentor has suffered such a loss,” responded

will ask you once

by following up insistently, “It’s obvious by now who has the upper