Chapter 508 What Are You Looking At


    Lily noticed Danny''s lingering gaze and her face instantly went cold. Her attractive oval face


    seemed to exude a chill, while her alluring eyes turned fierce as though she were a wolf on the brink


    of snapping.


    "Country boy, what are you looking at?" Lily demanded.


    "I''m looking at whatever catches my eye, of course!" Danny answered unabashed.


    "You...you have no shame! If you risk another nce, do you believe I''d gouge your eyes out?" she


    threatened.


    "Lily, you''ve threatened to scoop out my eyes hundreds of times. But you can''t bring yourself to do


    it. Even if you repeat it another eight hundred times, you won''t,” Danny teased back confidently.


    "Who says I can’t? I''m giving you a chance to reform! If those eyes don''t behave and keep


    wandering over me, you’ll see if I don’t gouge them out," Lily warned him.


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    "A woman''s words don''t match her thoughts! You obviously want me to look at you; that’s why


    you''re shaking so much in front of me. That trembling... isn''t it a sign you want me to look?" Danny


    countered with a smirk.


    "Get lost, you pervert!" Lily rolled her eyes at him, feeling caught out. Intent on changing the


    subject, she quickly said, "Country boy, with just one chip worth a hundred bucks, what game do


    you n to y?"


    Danny scanned the entire casino with his keen eyes before decisively choosing his game. "Only a


    few games work with a single chip. Among those, the only one that can turn a little into a lot is over


    there—the dice roll."


    He walked over to the dice table with his green chip just as the attractive dealer was inviting yers


    to ce their bets on high or low. Betting on high or low each paid even odds, so regardless, his


    hundred would only turn into two hundred.


    But if he bet on Any Triple, the winnings would be a hundredfold, turning his hundred into ten


    thousand. Everyone at the table had made their bets, either on high or low; nobody dared to bet on


    Any Triple. With such low odds, it was a rarity, unlikely to happen even once in an entire evening.


    Betting on high or low offered a fifty-percent chance of winning, but betting on Any Triple


    guaranteed loss – at least, that’s what everyone believed.


    Lily, with an amused look, asked Danny, "Country boy, are you betting on high or on low?"


    "Lily, with just one hundred bucks, I’ve got to go big! I’ll be cing my bet on Any Triple for a chance


    to win a hundred times over," he dered.


    Having said that, Danny put his chip in the square marked Any Triple. As his chipnded, the other


    gamblers instantly began tough and mock him.


    "What a fool to bet on Any Triple! Do they think it''s easy to hit?"


    "I''ve been ying here for years, and I''ve seen an Any Triplee up less than ten times."


    "This country boy is obviously broke; probably has just the one chip, right? Just a hundred bucks, so


    he''s going for the big score."


    "Whether it''s a big bet or a small bet, you have a fifty percent chance of winning. But bet on Any


    Triple, and it''s a guaranteed loss. There''s no way to win!"