Invincible Heir novel Chapter 118

As everyone watched, Baron took the seat of the nouveau riche, just across from Terry.

In order to better hide the identities of customers, voice-changing devices was installed on the masks they provided. Baron’s voice changed a lot, through the mask, so Terry couldn’t recognize him at all.

The other poker players at the same table were all very excited. All of the mask-wearing guests here were the owners of good money. In their opinion, masks were mobile ATMs.

Sure enough, Baron did not disappoint them, by taking out a credit card, handed it to a waiter next to him, and said, “Give me 10 million chips.”

Hearing what Baron said, and looking at the credit card in black and golden color. The card players were very excited.

Although Terry didn't know what the card meant, when he heard the ten million from Baron, his breath suddenly became short.

Soon, the waiter came over with a tray full of chips and placed the chips in front of Baron respectfully.

The change here quickly attracted a large group of onlookers, and for a while, the card table was surrounded by people.

“Mister, how do you want to play?"

A potbellied poker player asked Baron with a smile.

Baron smiled faintly, “I only play big-cards-take-all. Leave if you don’t want to join me."

The onlookers were all excited, and it sounded boring, but each round was very fast, and the stake was much higher and more exciting than other games.

Other players looked at each other, then nodded in agreement. No one left a table full of chips.

Baron didn't care, and smiled, “Shall we?"

"Okay, let's get started!"

The croupier began to shuffle the cards and deal with five people at a table, one for each.

Baron never looked at the cards, waiting for others to look at the cards.

"One thousand!"

"A thousand!"

"Two thousand! I’ll call."

"Call. Two thousand!"

Soon, the four people, including Terry, all bet now, leaving only Baron.

Baron threw a lot of chips in his hand, “One million!"

When his words came out, everyone looked shocked. If it were not for the chips that Baron had thrown at the poker table, the players would even have wondered if they had heard it wrong.

Although they were not short of money, they did not play like this.

The rule of the game was simple – the dealer bet first, others could fold or call, but the amount of each call would have to be greater than or equal to the stake of the previous person. If someone wanted to open the card, he must double the amount.

In other words, Baron bet one million, and the others either fold or bet two million to open.

Those who were so excited were now all dumbfounded.

They did have two million, but what if Baron kept playing like this?

Only Terry, his eyes flushed, his breathing became rapid, his eyes gleaming with hot light.

The faces of the other three people were a little unnatural. They couldn't hold good cards and while they wanted to win, they knew it was basically hopeless.

"I fold!"

"I also fold!"

"I have to fold."

The three of them chose to fold, leaving only Baron and Terry.

"I follow. One million!"