She Chose Him Now She Wants Me Back novel Chapter 475

Chapter 475

In just three rounds, Dominic’s chips rose from 20,000 dollars to 160,000 dollars.

For most gamblers, winning three consecutive rounds was a fantasy. He had done it with effortless ease.

Logan froze for a moment, then sneered, “What a pity. If you’d brought more chips, you could have won

even more

To him, just over a million dollars meant almost nothing.

Dominio gave him a cool look. “Enough talk. Shake.”

The fourth round began. Then the fifth. Then the sixth.

Dominic won all three.

Ahis stack of chips climbed to 1,280,000 dollars.

By the seventh round, Logan hesitated for a long while before making a move.

bisbelief clouded his eyes as he ground his teeth. “Your luck is really that good?”

Dominic smiled. “Is there a problem?”

That smile made Logan’s heart pound. Ten million dollars was not a significant sum to him, yet an inexplicable pressure settled over his chest.

By now, nearly every guest had gathered to watch. Six consecutive wins were rare in any gambling hall. The tension in the room was palpable.

Logan drew a deep breath and forced his expression into something serious. He pressed the dice cup down hard, then shook it again and again for a full half minute before finally stopping.

“Your bet,” he said in a low voice.

Dominic nodded and, following Lydia’s instructions, said, “Big.”

He pushed all his chips forward once more.

Logan lifted the lid.

Four, five, five, Big.

Gasps erupted around the table. The outcome bordered on the unbelievable.

It was not about the money. Everyone understood how slim the odds were of winning seven straight rounds.

Logan nearly lost control. “You’re cheating?”

Dominic’s smile did not fade. “I’m sitting this far away. How could I cheat? Or can’t you afford to lose?”

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“Can’t afford to lose?” Logan laughed, anger sharpening his voice. “You and your measly tens of millions.

I have hundreds of millions here. You think I can’t afford to lose?”

He grabbed the dice cup again, clearly losing composure.

The result did not favor him.

Another three rounds passed.

Dominic won them all without suspense. His chips surged to 20,000,000 dollars.

Cold sweat slid down Logan’s face.

This was absurd.

How was it possible?

20,000 dollars, doubled again and again through ten consecutive all–in bets, had become 20,000,000

dollars.

He was not the only one in shock. The surrounding guests stared in open disbelief.

Only Isaac remained calm. He even cast a glance at Jade, a trace of mockery in his eyes. ‘Mr. Fleming is practically a god. Who gambles against a god and expects to win?’

Logan swallowed. By now, he could not stop.

He did not believe in superstition. Yet once gamblers lost control, reason rarely brought them back.

His eyes reddened as he continued to shake the dice, praying that a single win would wipe out every chip

in front of Dominic.

Dominic calmly pushed his entire stack forward. “Small.”

The wager now exceeded 20,000,000 dollars. Even the onlookers felt their nerves tighten.

Logan’s fingers trembled as he lifted the lid.

No miracle came.

Two, two, three, Small.

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