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?"

was clearly worried about how much

around and landed a slap on the

through the air, and the girl's face reddened at

Do you think I can't afford this, or do you think I'll

choice but to bear it and stammer, "No, Mister Borton, that's not what I meant!

look on her face

sat still like a rock, not

help but

a man this guy was, taking his anger out on another woman like

no one could do anything about it and merely made the comment

as well. This guy really

him had also clearly been blinded by

and Jesse merely saw them as toys to be played with, throwing them away the second

serving them placed ninety million dollars in chips in front

coldly, staring at Wilbur. "What are

pushed all the gambling chips in front

was gripped with anxiety. Tiff's vision

40 million dollars

going to

tension, and a small crowd of dozens

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