Chapter 396


    Just as everyone


    expected Dustin to chime in. Brielle looked up, her tone casual. “Ah screw it. I’m going all in,” she said


    as she pushed her remaining four hundred million in chips into the


    pot.


    The pot swelled to 2.3 billion, but three yers had yet to make their move. Brielle must’ve been on


    cloud nine, having won only one hand, and now daring to go all in like this.


    Dustin maintained his pose, propping his chin with one hand. A faint smile curled at theers of his


    mouth as he watched Brielle risk eight hundred million on her own. “Since Bri’s got guts. I might as well


    go all in, too.” In front of himy a towering stack of two billion chies


    Chips here could be exchanged anytime, so he wasn’t fazed by the sum.


    It wasn’t unusual for Dustin to go berserk nobody was surprised by it. But with the pot hitting 4.3 billion,


    who wouldn’t be tempted? Everyone seemed to hold their breath, their palms slick with sweat.


    It was Sammuel’s turn to speak. Unruffled, he matched the two billion.


    “Wow! What on earth are they holding?!”


    “Damnation, thestmunity card’s not even out yet, and they’re ying this big!”


    “Dustin probably doesn’t have much. He’s always messing around like this.”


    “If the pot hits ten billion, the casino boss usually meets with the winner, right? Who was itst time?”


    Everyone turned to look at Dustin, it seemed like it was Dustin’s gamest time. All eyes turned to


    Dustin as if expecting him to reveal his hand. He tapped his cards lightly, his eyes twinklin “Just a pair


    of aces, that’s all”


    Those who had gambled with Dustin knew he was a straight shooter, hence the nickname ‘Money


    Burner.‘ With just a pair of aces and themunity cards, it was madness to bet so much.


    Sammuel chuckled at Dustin’s admission. “Mr. Lynch ims a pair of aces, so it must be true. Funnily


    enough, I’ve got two pairs.”


    One with a pair, the other with two pairs.


    The pot hit 6.3 billion. The yers were seemingly out of their minds. With hands like these, the odds


    of winning were slim!


    Now, it was Connor’s turn. He was visibly the most agitated at the table. Sweat beaded on Connor’s


    forehead, his fingers trembling as they clutched his cards.


    Dustin had a pair, Sammuel had two pairs, but Connor had three of a kind. His hand was surely


    stronger than the other two. With the pot already at 6.3 billion, he could either call or fold, but


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    with such high chances of winning, folding was out of the question. Yet to call, he needed to match


    another two billion.


    Connor’s starting funds for the night were less than a hundred million; he couldn’t possibly cover the


    bet. Hispany was deep in debt, and he hade here hoping to take eight. billion off the table to


    save it. And the opportunity was right in front of him!


    Flushed, he looked around desperately. “Who’ll lend me two billion in chips? I’ll pay you back. after I


    win this hand.”


    Connor was red–hot with feverish determination, shooting Brielle a look that could kill.


    The crowd held their breath. Not a single round of betting had begun, and yet the pot was about to


    reach a staggering 10.3 billion. Someone extended the needed chips to Connor, and with a heated


    breath, he called. “Call! Brielle, if you think you can pull that stunt again, you’re dead wrong. I won’t be


    fooled this time!”


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    The game had reached a fever pitch, and everyone was eagerly anticipating the finalmunity card.


    The dealer, swallowing hard, flipped thest card: the King of Spades.


    The reaction was immediate; a collective gasp rippled through the spectators. It was a repeat of the


    previous round.


    Connor let out a scoff. “Looks like it’s my turn to make aeback. Last hand, your trash cards just got


    lucky.”


    Brielle’s lips quirked up in amusement. “A royal flush is a one in millions chance, Mr. Connor. You tter


    me by thinking I had such a handst time,” she said.


    But then her tone shifted. “However, this time, I do have a royal flush, so maybe you should fold, Mr.


    Connor. Otherwise, you’ll have to chuck in another two billion next round. I’m notfortable winning


    so much from you, you know?”


    If the pot reached ten billion, she could meet the elusive boss behind the scenes. She had to try. Her


    goal was to find Daniel, and only the casino’s shadowy owner knew of his whereabouts.


    Damn her! The nerve of this woman! She had bluffed Connor like that in thest round, and now she


    dared to talk big!