Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

Chapter 909

The onlookers knew just what this meant.

You had to have at least a hundred million dollars in chips to bet in the VIP lounge and could win up to billions of dollars in a single round.

Tiff nudged Wilbur at once, signaling for him not to go.

Wilbur had won up to a hundred million dollars. There would really be something wrong with him if he were to keep playing.

Even the best of luck would run out after five rounds.

There was no such thing as having an endless supply of luck, and even Tiff did not wish for Wilbur to keep playing despite the fact that she was a hostess.

She could not bring herself to imagine just how Wilbur would react if he were to lose all the money he had just won.

Wilbur looked at the two murderous-looking men and let out a chuckle.

"Are you sure we should keep going, gentlemen? You don't seem to be having the best of luck."

Edward glowered at him. "Don't mistake luck for skill. Come to the VIP lounge, and let's see who's boss."

"You can back out if you're scared. I wouldn't expect much from an uncultured bastard like you," Jesse taunted.

Anyone could tell they were clearly provoking Wilbur.

him, hoping that he would make the smarter

a hundred million dollars!

even harder, trying to

to want to keep playing,

help

do something

hundred million dollars just to prove oneself was undoubtedly

Tiff sighed to herself.

fallen for the

if he were to

then, Edward said,

What can I do for you?" The same beautiful manager from earlier had appeared

"Take us to the VIP lounge. We're going

Right this way,

manager stood up,

gave Wilbur one last glare, before getting

to his feet as well, but not before saying to Tiff, "Can you still handle

Tiff nodded silently.

at most around two kilograms, hardly considered heavy

tray and lifted it for the first

manager

to