The old man seemed to be infuriated due to his subordinatesâ actions. He patted his chest, feeling a little out of breath.
The person next to him immediately brought him a basin. Then, the old man spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and immediately felt much better. He leaned on his cane and walked to the monitor afterward. As he looked at the ecstatic Terrence on the screen, he said, âThat fellow, Sawyer, told us beforehand to let Terrence gamble if he came. And his people will expedite the gambling debts. I thought itâll be fine since our chips arenât real money. We can win back however much we lend out.â
The emotion in his voice grew more assertive. âI didnât expect this piece of trash to bring a cheater with him to win my money. No, in fact, I have to refer to this person as King of Cheats. Although I made a debut earlier, he is much more famous than I am. This guy, Eugene Yackley!â
His subordinate on the side asked, âHow does this person compare to your gambling skills, boss?â
The old man knocked on his cane. âI had a leg broken in the past while he had one of his legs, his fingers, and his ear chopped off on the high seas. Now, I am worth hundreds of millions and run such a large gambling resort, but he still cheats at the gambling resort. Isnât it clear who is the winner here?â
The people around them chimed in, âThatâs right! How can this cripple be compared to our boss?â
âFor now, letâs see how far they are taking this. Send someone down to watch Terrence and Eugene.
Never let them escape.â
âDonât worry, boss. Terrence owes us twenty-five million. His chips arenât enough for him to exchange money.â
Casper looked at the cards in his hand, and his mind was dazed. By now, he had played the game several times and was slightly familiar with the rules. This time, Casper had gotten relatively good cards. At this moment, Eugene quickly declared he would follow and put in a million. Casper looked at the chips in his hand, and only five million were left. His heart ached a little while looking at the chip he had left.
âAll-In!â Unexpectedly, a person next to Casper pushed in all the chips in his hand. Casper was stunned by his action. That person had chips worth over four million in his hand. Yet, he stubbornly went all-in.
When Casper saw that manâs reddened eyes, he immediately understood what was happening. That manâs brain got hooked on gambling, just like Terrence and the excessive gamblers of Dragon and Tiger Gang.
Casper got overwhelmed by his competitiveness. Therefore, he pushed in all his chips and raised his voice. âI donât lack this money anyway. Bring it on. Iâm not afraid!â
Eugene took out a cigarette and wanted to smoke. However, the dealer stopped him. âSir, we have a smoking area here. Please go there if you want to smoke.â
A curse escaped from Eugeneâs mouth. He then pushed his chips and revealed his cards.
Casper glanced at the cards in Eugeneâs hand before looking at his cards. He wasnât sure who had a better set of cards. Then, the dealer glanced at Casperâs cards and said resignedly, âSir, you have a high card, whereas this gentleman over here has a straight. You have lost.â
The onlookers were staring at Casper as if he had gone crazy. They wondered what gave him the courage to go all-in against a straight.
Although the person next to Casper had a good set of cards, he still lost to Eugene. Immediately, he slumped on the table with a pale face.
Casper shrugged. âLook, you only lost this much money and canât stand it? Thatâs nothing. This amount is only the price of my car. If I were you, I would take it as I had a car accident while I got away unscathed. How great!â
What a rich fool.
These people quickly put this label on Casper.
This time, Casper sighed. âUnfortunately, I took less money when I came out. Well, I still want to show off my wealth. Alas, I guess Iâll have to go home.â He was about to get up and leave when a deep voice suddenly said, âYoung lad, why are you in such a hurry? Our gambling resort is not a stingy place. We will give you some chips if you donât have anymore.â
Casper looked up and saw that it was the gray-haired old man from the monitoring room. He was standing by the betting table with a cane. A man in a suit next to the old man was holding a tray with shiny chips stacked on it, each of them worth a hundred thousand. There were about a hundred chips on the tray. It meant that the chips were worth about ten million.
The people around gasped. They couldnât believe the gambling resort owner gave this person chips worth ten million and wondered about his true identity.
Casper blinked, feeling indifferent about this ten million. He said, âOkay, I think Iâll play a few more games. I wonder if I can pay by card here?â
Then, he flashed his black credit card. That made the people around even more dumbfounded. This card wasnât something an ordinary man could own.
The old man chuckled sheepishly. âI apologize. We donât accept payment by card. Everyone who comes here understands that we donât do business with banks. We only accept cash. Young lad, we will trust you since you took out this card. Just remember to bring the money altogether the next time you come.
Just then, Casper showcased his acting skills. âWhat do you mean? I will lose for sure?â
The old man lightly hit his mouth a few times. âOh, my bad, what a terrible mouth I have. Bring another five million to this young lad here to play and donât put it on the tab. Even if he exchanges his chips for money and leaves now, no one shall stop him.â
Casper could only curse inwardly and accused the old man of being a cunning old fox on his mind. Still, he said indifferently, âForget it, thatâs it. Iâm not that unreasonable. Forget about the fifteen million. Give me twenty million instead. I want to play a few more games with this pro here. Letâs see if he can keep winning.â
The old man froze. Naturally, he didnât want to lose money to Eugene through Casper. However, it would be difficult for the old man to stop Casper as he didnât want to infuriate the latter.
Chips worth twenty million got presented to Casper, and he almost couldnât hold himself back. These days, he had been spending lavishly and couldnât make ends meet. He gifted Giselle ten million and saved someone with a few million. Several projects of his had only started making profits. And now, the old man gave him twenty million out of the blue. Truthfully, Casper wanted to leave after exchanging the money.
But he was someone who had seen big money after all. For him, money was just a number. He just blinked and accepted the twenty million worth of chips.
A man beside the old man whispered, âBoss, are you really giving him these chips? Shouldnât we keep an eye on him first? This guy and Sawyer are both from Business University. Why donât we ask Sawyer about him?â
The old man shook his head in response, gesturing his subordinate not to be nosey.
He had been running a gambling resort for so many years. At a glance, he could tell who was short of money and who wasnât. People like Terrence looked poor even from the outside, while Casper looked filthy rich.
This young man had a temperament that ordinary people couldnât distinguish. However, as an experienced man, the old man could see at a glance that this was the temperament of wealth. Even if Casper dressed in humble clothes, the old man could still sense his riches.
This young man was someone from an affluent background.
The old man was sure of that. His talent for distinguishing wealthy people had helped him on many occasions, and he had never made a mistake.
âAs for this man here, we are also old acquaintances!â
Just then, the old man turned his smiling face to Eugene. Eugene pinned a cigarette to his ear and was touching it unwittingly. He must have felt the urge to smoke. When he heard the old manâs words, he looked very indifferent and said, âWho are you?â
The old man was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of sullenness in his eyes. âIâm Harold Murphy. I used to be well-known in the world of gambling. I remember we met at a South East Aploth gambling conference.â
Eugene shook his head decisively. âI donât remember. There were so many people there. Who will remember a nameless nobody?â
âYou!â Haroldâs subordinates were angered and about to teach Eugene a lesson. However, Harold stopped them in time.
Harold wasnât a cultured man. He only didnât want to have a fall out in front of the crowd. âHaha. You are so arrogant, Eugene. You are the same as you were back then. But I was in the world of gambling earlier than you. You should show some respect!â
Politely, Eugene responded, âNo problem, senior! I have something to ask. Can I have a smoke?â
Casper nearly laughed out loud. Harold was humiliated. But since this guy showed him some respect, he had to compromise. âYes.â
Eugene was relieved and quickly put the cigarette on his ear into his mouth. However, his lighter got taken away. Thus, he had to borrow a lighter from Harold.