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.

make the

won a hundred million dollars! Why

Wilbur even harder, trying to get him to stay

seem to want to keep playing, I'm

not help

he do something

a hundred million dollars just to

Tiff sighed to herself.

actually fallen for the

was nothing he could do if

then, Edward said,

here, Mister Borton. What can I do for you?" The same beautiful manager from earlier

sneered. "Take us to the VIP

course. Right this way,

stood

one last glare,

well, but not before saying to

Tiff nodded silently.

million dollars in chips was at most around two kilograms, hardly

Tiff had gathered all the chips into a tray and lifted it for the first time that she felt a strange heaviness as if there was a different

manager to the second

crowd began to part amidst their