Becoming the Richest Man Alive

“He must have some other reasons. It should be related to Mrs. Clauder. She comes from a prestigious family. I once heard from Mr. Clauder that she left her family because of him. Since she also mentioned before that tens of millions are nothing to them, it seems to be an aristocratic family. Perhaps Mr. Clauder wanted to earn money so badly so that her family would look at him differently.”

Hearing Casper’s words, Eugene responded, “If he had gone into gambling seriously because of his woman, he isn’t rotten to the core and hasn’t lost himself in wealth yet. There’s still a glimmer of hope to save him.”

“I thought you said that gamblers are all sc*mbags, and there’s no cure for them? Why are you changing your mind now?” asked Casper.

Eugene stepped on his cigarette stub. “Sc*mbags are humans too, and every human gets their moment to shine. Being involved in gambling for years, I’ve never expected a good man among gamblers. However, I’ve met a guy who behaves like a real man, at least. He has changed my perspective, but he wasn’t able to do so himself in the end…”

Casper was intrigued. “It sounds like a touching story, doesn’t it?”

Eugene smiled wryly. “Don’t tell me you’re interested in listening to a story after battling for the whole night.”

“Why not? I get to unwind.” Casper slumped on the seat at the bar of the pub. After he snapped his fingers at two waiters, who were cleaning up, they then handed a glass of wine over.

Harold used this pub as the coverup for Horington Casino in the first place, and the manager of this pub was once his subordinate too. The manager merely fell asleep in the middle of the night and woke up to find that his boss had been replaced by someone else. Even though clueless about what had happened, he was relieved deep down to hear that everything at the pub remained usual.

The core staff of the pub basically knew about what happened in the gambling resort and would even help with attracting customers sometimes. Therefore, most people who came to the pub would play a few games in the gambling resort.

Casper merely greeted the staff without giving further instructions. All of a sudden, they found it hard to believe he was an approachable person, as an ordinary young man like him turned out to be a formidable character who was capable of winning everything from Harold overnight.

of wine, waiting for Eugene to start the story which

sighed, seemingly reluctant to bring

is

him in the end. No one is going to care even if he dies out there.” When Eugene said those words, his face

Commerce had already retreated from Horington Casino

resort in Horington has been shut down tonight, other gambling resorts would better behave and do the same. Otherwise,

nothing to be afraid

shut down the gambling resorts, he was incapable of making those gamblers turn over a new leaf. They would still figure out a way to gamble, not at all bothering about working hard and merely wasting their energy on thinking about becoming rich overnight, which was

gamblers to hide all the time, just like the rats in a ditch. But you’re different. Horington is too small for you, and you’ve to make yourself out of here into the bigger world

asking again, “So, you’re still not intending to tell

raked through the stubble on his chin and replied, “I don’t mind telling you about it if you’re truly interested.

became lofty and shrewd like he was at the present moment, he encountered several

one among them would be the gamble twenty years ago when he had just debuted after

his mentality and shrewdness might not be as impressive as that of right now, he was non-disabled and had all of his fingers at the time. His invincible cheating techniques

harbored a grudge against Eugene after losing millions to him.

was impossible for him to lose given his skills and thought of the gamble to be undoubtedly offering him money. Therefore, he

expectations, other than poker, rummy, dice, and dominoes, there was something else in the world that could be put at stake. The gamble that he went on was organized together by multiple international

a bridge between two buildings of one-hundred-meter high and demanded those gamblers to walk over the bridge one by one, which was connected to a high-voltage current. Those gamblers were only given a pair of insulating shoes without any other safety equipment on their bodies. If their hands happened to touch the bridge, they would be electrified and fall from a hundred meters

be one of the participants, having to put on the

the two-hand width would be enough for many people to walk back and forth. However, with it being positioned a hundred meters high in