She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 631: Cheyenne's Odds Are Ten to One

In the audience seats, some people had started setting up a gambling operation based on the outcome of that match. The majority of bets were placed on Mason winning the championship since he had been last year's champion and had received the teachings of Leandro. His odds were three to one.

Next was Eddie's bet. His true identity had been exposed as the grandchild of the Zamora family patriarch, so he was also a good option. However, since Onistead's people didn't know much about him, those betting on him simply felt that he seemed more reliable than the guy from Jostrana and Cheyenne. Eddie's odds were five to one.

As for the guy from Jostrana, his odds were seven to one.

As for Cheyenne, she had been quite unlucky, as only one person out of ten had been betting on her to win. So her odds had been the highest-ten to one!

That person was a little kid. While eating a lollipop, he stared at the group of strange adults huddled together. It's said they were gambling. He searched his pockets and finally found the remaining five dollars from his recent purchase. Assertively, he slapped the five dollars on the table.

"I want to join the bet too, I bet on Cheyenne to win."

The person taking bets unexpectedly saw the wrinkled five dollars and his lips twitched. He shooed the kid away with a dismissive tone, "Go away, where did this little brat come from? You haven't even grown any hair, and now you're into gambling? Five dollars... I could give more to beggars on the street."

The surrounding people burst into laughter, some even couldn't resist patting the kid's lightbulb-like head.

"Kid, don't you prefer snacks with five bucks? Why give it to the bookie? And besides, he doesn't lack your five dollars."

"Yeah, hurry and leave, don't block us from making money."

"Come on, let's continue. I'm going to bet three hundred thousand on Mason!"

"I'll bet too, twenty thousand on Mason and Eddie each!"

And so, Jay was mocked by everyone and kicked out of the gambling table. Someone even kicked him, and when he groaned in pain, the lollipop in his mouth fell to the ground. He had a mournful expression, greatly resembling a child who had lost his parents.

"This was my favorite blueberry flavor... The owner of the convenience store said they hadn't managed to restock it yet. Only one left... Boohoo..."

"Alright, stop crying. Can't we just go to another convenience store and get your favorite flavor?"

familiar face of Professor Yvonne. She was holding a black plastic bag, looking somewhat mysterious. Jay blinked his eyes and

decided to another convenience

spoke softly, roar like a lion. The shocking

fifty thousand on

the gambling hall fell into a brief silence until a cute and innocent voice shattered the quietude, pulling everyone out of their shock. "Yvonne, mine too! Add my five

that time, five dollars could turn into fifty

reminded the old woman in front of him, "Ma'ma, is this your retirement money? Is it too risky to put it all on Cheyenne? I suggest you

I'll bet

she doesn't even support the leader, who else

reluctantly take the money and turned to Yvonne, saying, "Everyone saw it,

around nodded in

here? Then I'll join

woman with a hot figure and unrivaled charm walked over with three or four bodyguards, and

and her presence was

couldn't help but

M

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

eyes filled with anticipation and admiration stared at

the table, then clapped her hands, and her entourage quickly placed a silver safe

It was opened.

was filled

estimated that there must be

excitement as he tried to please

who would you like to place your bet

forward confidently. With his aged voice, he explained, "Five million to bet on Cheyenne, and the rest on Mr.

What does

considering Mason and Eddie