Chapter 551 No More Games


    Sebastian was insistent on making a bet with Daniel, not allowing Daniel to refuse. After all, if


    Daniel turned it down, he would miss the chance to win eight million dors.


    "Sure thing! If Sebastian wants to hand me eight million, I''m all for it!" Daniel was all smiles, readily


    epting the challenge.


    With all the money in the pot, the game kicked off. Daniel picked up his golf club and swung.


    Bam!


    The sound of the club hitting the ball echoed, and the golf ball soared high into the sky, drawing a


    beautiful arc before itnded.


    Plop!


    The ball went straight into the hole. Everyone was stunned. They gazed at Daniel with disbelief, as


    if he was some kind of oddity. How could this country boy be so lucky?


    His first swing was a hole-in-one. And now, the second shot was another hole-in-one?


    "Winning over a hundred million just like that, man, this is unbelievably awesome!" Daniel chuckled


    and taunted the crowd, "Thanks, guys! I appreciate you all so eagerly giving me your money. It''s not


    every day you find people so willing to part with their cash."


    Wyatt was boiling with rage, especially after being mocked by a country boy. He was so angry he


    felt like he could shatter his mrs.


    "Country boy, don''t get so cocky. You just got lucky! Losing a hundred million to you? I can handle it!


    Did you know my family''s in real estate? Just by building a tower and selling it to fools, I can make


    billions. A housing project can bring in tens of billions. We''re in real estate, rolling out money like it''sThis belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    "Wyatt, you''re the man! So, you guys in real estate make that kind of money, huh?"


    "Of course! We make a lot more than running some smallpany. Real estate is the pir of the


    economy! Without it, there''d be no prosperity like we have in the USA today! We in real estate will


    always make money! Huge amounts of money! Money that a country boy like you can''t even begin


    to imagine! We sell houses for eight million dors a square and there are still fools waving cash,


    mortgaging their future generations, fighting to buy! You betting against me is like an egg against a


    rock!"


    Daniel couldn''t help butugh at Wyatt''s words. He looked at Wyatt, still grinning, and asked, "So,


    Wyatt, are you saying you''re not satisfied? You want another shot at betting with me?"


    "What, country boy, got cold feet after winning a hundred million? It''s okay if you''re scared! After all,


    you''re just a country boy! It''s normal for someone like you not to afford the stakes. I never expected


    a country boy like you could handle it!"


    "Not afford the stakes? Who says I can''t afford it?" Daniel nced at Wyatt, still with a cheerful grin,


    "Well, Wyatt, you haven''t even yed this second hole yet. How about this? Let''s bet another


    hundred million, or even two hundred million. If you make a hole-in-one, I''ll concede. But if you


    don''t, then you lose!".