Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 914

Wilbur waved a hand, and they finally left reluctantly.

Right before the door closed on them, they gave one last envious look at Tiff.

Just then, Wilbur took out a chip worth a million dollars and handed it to her. "You've worked hard the past two days. Thank you."

Tiff took the chip from him with shaking hands. She felt like her brain was turning to putty, and she did not know what to say.

Wilbur said nothing either, lighting a cigarette and smoking it.

A little over ten minutes later, Tiff's head was finally clear enough for her to look at Wilbur, saying, "Thank you! Thank you so much! I can't even make a million dollars in years! Thank you so much!"

Wilbur smiled and nodded, saying nothing.

A long silence later, Tiff said in a barely audible voice, "Would you like me to run you a bath, sir? You could use some rest."

Wilbur nodded.

Tiff flushed, and she headed to the bathroom to prepare a bath.

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At the same time, over in the casino owner's office, Samson Honard was puffing on a cigar with his feet up on the desk before him, listening to Sharon's report.

"His name's Wilbur Penn, checked into the hotel last night. Started out with slot machines and won roughly fifty thousand dollars in the first round. Then, Tiff Kirk led him to change play at the blackjack table, where he won over five million dollars. The next day, he went to the Sic Bo table and won forty million dollars in the lounge until he ran into Edward and Jesse. They gambled against each other in the VIP lounge, and Penn won a total of one billion and two hundred million dollars from both of them in two rounds."

Sharon finished her report and looked at her boss quietly.

Samson smoked his cigar, his gaze darting around for a long time before he spoke up.

"Going all in every round, with an increasing capital from his winnings, and winning every single time. Do you think it's luck?"

"The thing is, we haven't found any signs of him cheating thus far."

Samson rapped on the desk lightly with his knuckles. "He might have, but you just didn't notice. Some experts can go undetected by the cameras, you know."

"Are you saying he might be a cultivator?" Sharon said in shock.

Samson said, "It's not just a possibility. He's definitely a cultivator."

"Well, he's just looking for trouble, then! Everyone knows that the punishment for cheating cultivators in our casino is death," said Sharon.