Chapter 1000


    Chapter 1000


    The gamey was simr to that in the main hall. Besides Roulette and Barat, there was also


    ckJack.


    Friedman threw a dart at the wall, whichnded on a chartbeled “ckJack,” thus deciding the rules


    for the first round of y.


    The rules for ying ckJack were simr to that in the main hall, but the chips used for betting were


    very different from those in the casino.


    “One chip is worth two million. Betting starts now!”


    As Friedman tapped his finger on the table, the four yers at the gambling table began to push their


    chips out.


    “Two bets, each with ten chips, for a total of 40 million.”


    “Three bets, 60 million.”


    “Four bets, 80 million.”


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    The other three people at the gambling table ced their bets and then looked up at the man leaning


    back on a white leather sofa chair.


    Between Griffon’s fingers, there was a coffee-colored cigar that he hadn’t lit yet. He was just rubbing


    and fiddling with it.


    staring at his she-wolf who was sitting next to him without blinking.


    The young nobles rolled their eyes when they saw this, thinking: “Why to bother keeping such a close


    watch on your wife? She won’t run away.”


    As the dealer, Friedman tapped on the table and reminded Griffon, “Mr. Griffon, are you in?”


    Griffon ignored him and leaned in close to Taya’s car, chuckling softly. “Honey, 10 million isn’t even


    enough for a bet. You’ve already lost before you even start, don’t you think?”


    Taya thought they would ce a big bet, but she didn’t expect it to be this big.


    One chip was worth 20 million, and each yer was betting bigger than thest. The total amount of


    bets had skyrocketed from 40 million to 80 million.


    Taya had thought that they would ce a bet of about 2 million at most. She didn’t expect that they


    would gamble on tens of millions.


    She was a bit taken aback, but the dealing hadn’t started yet, and Griffon may not be able to win.


    However, just in case and to avoid being bothered by him twice. in one night, Taya gritted her teeth and


    began to pray silently in her heart,


    “Go d! Please make Griffon lose!”


    Blessed by the Go d of Wealth, Griffon lifted his clearly defined fingers and pushed twenty chips out.


    Friedman and the three rich young people were all stunned. “Mr. Griffon, do you want to lose 400


    million to me at the first round of gambling in the casino?”


    Griffon leaned back on the sofa, crossed his long legs in aid-back manner, then raised his eyebrows


    at Friedman and · said, “I believe you will give me 400 million.”