Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 909

The onlookers knew just what this meant.

You had to have at least a hundred million dollars in chips to bet in the VIP lounge and could win up to billions of dollars in a single round.

Tiff nudged Wilbur at once, signaling for him not to go.

Wilbur had won up to a hundred million dollars. There would really be something wrong with him if he were to keep playing.

Even the best of luck would run out after five rounds.

There was no such thing as having an endless supply of luck, and even Tiff did not wish for Wilbur to keep playing despite the fact that she was a hostess.

She could not bring herself to imagine just how Wilbur would react if he were to lose all the money he had just won.

Wilbur looked at the two murderous-looking men and let out a chuckle.

"Are you sure we should keep going, gentlemen? You don't seem to be having the best of luck."

Edward glowered at him. "Don't mistake luck for skill. Come to the VIP lounge, and let's see who's boss."

"You can back out if you're scared. I wouldn't expect much from an uncultured bastard like you," Jesse taunted.

Anyone could tell they were clearly provoking Wilbur.

Everyone looked at him, hoping that he would make the smarter choice to get up and leave.

He had just won a hundred million dollars! Why risk it on another bet?

Tiff nudged Wilbur even harder, trying to get him to stay calm.

Yet Wilbur said, "Since you two seem to want to keep playing, I'm more than happy to oblige."

The crowd could not help but shake their heads.

Why would he do something so foolish?

Taking the risk of losing over a hundred million dollars just to prove oneself was undoubtedly a dumb move.

Tiff sighed to herself.

Wilbur had actually fallen for the trap.

There was nothing he could do if he were to lose the money.