Chapter 907

Downstairs, the person in charge had given Wilbur his winnings.

There were forty million dollars' worth of chips in front of Wilbur, a whole mountain of them.

Tiff was completely leaning against him now, unable to sit up straight.

She was not sure whether it was her mind playing tricks on her, but Wilbur

seemed to radiate a powerful force that gave her support.

Just then, Wilbur looked over at Edward and Jesse with a smile. "Would you like to continue playing, gentlemen?"

It was a deliberate and clear challenge. Even the onlookers knew this.

Both men were ashen in the face, unable to contain their fury at being mocked by this nobody.

"Get me the rest of my ninety million dollars in chips, all of it!" Edward shouted.

"Mine too! I'm going to teach this bastard a lesson," Jesse fumed as well.

A girl in a ponytail behind them spoke up in a small voice, "Why don't you just stop here, Mister Borton?"

about how much Edward

and landed a slap on

crisp through the air,

afford this, or do you think I'll lose to that uncultured piece of

slap, but she had no choice but to bear it and stammer, "No, Mister Borton, that's not what I meant! Please don't be

face made

other girl sat still like a rock, not daring to utter

onlookers could not help but shake their

a disgrace of a man this guy was, taking

do anything about it and merely made the comment

his head as well. This guy really

girls sitting behind him had also

as toys to be played with, throwing them away the

ninety million dollars in chips in front of both

at Wilbur. "What are

front of him forward once more, betting on big

crowd was gripped with anxiety. Tiff's vision

Jesse sneered, pushing 40 million

in hell they were going to let some uncultured bastard win

with tension, and a small crowd

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