Triplets on Secret Mission novel Chapter 617

Chapter 617

Todd glanced at the casino and was somewhat disgusted. He said, " Get me a VIP room."

Todd had come many times, so there was no need for the waiter to please him.

'After losing so many times here, today I will win back what I have lost.¹ Todd thought.

Todd took a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He then followed the waiter to the VIP room.

Only people with high status could have this kind of treatment.

There were other gamblers in the room. In addition to Todd, there were three other people. All of them were aged and imposing.

Todd did not know who they were, but he could tell that the presence radiated from them was not ordinary.

But, it mattered little to Todd. To a gambler like himself, it's all about money in a casino and not the identity of a person.

If one did not have money, one would be nobody in a casino, even if one were a reputable person.

"Let's begin," Todd said as he sat in his seat.

They were playing poker, and the one with the strongest cards would win. The beautiful dealer began to hand out the cards. 1

Todd touched his card and glanced at it. He could not help but crack a smile.

'I'm so lucky today. I will win back what I've lost!' Todd thought. WHOOSH

A pile of casino tokens was pushed to Todd.

"Great luck, boy." one of the players looked at Todd's tokens and playfully said.

"Of course," Todd replied as if he deserved it.

In one evening, the tokens in front of Todd piled up more and more. He was very excited.

Todd had not won like that in a long time.

"This round, I'll go all in!" Todd pushed out all the tokens in front of him confidently.

"Young man, are you sure about this? To bet all of it?" said a middle-aged man. He gambled with Todd and could not help but glance at Todd. The questioning look made Todd unhappy.

"Old man, are you scared of losing?" said Todd. He was looking down at the middle-aged man.

Although the middle-aged man was not the one losing the most tonight, he still lost a lot.

The middle-aged man could not help but laugh when he heard Todd say that. He waved to a waiter and said something to him. Soon, the waiter added more tokens to him.

When the tokens were stacked in front of him, the middle-aged man pushed them out and said to Todd leisurely, "Young people are always so impatient. Don't cry when you lose everything later on."

The words were like insults in Todd's ears. He shouted at the dealer, "Don't just stand there. Hand out the cards!"

It was not sure whether it was because of Todd's emotions, but the cards he received in this round got worse. The hands holding the cards were already sweating.

As for the middle-aged man who provoked Todd at the beginning, he steadily and unhurriedly added more cards into his hand. It was as though the pile of tokens in front of him did not matter to him.