Chapter 384 Hundreds of Millions in Chips
Ophelia's loud voice, twenty million dollars in chips, immediately drew a crowd.
A man nearby asked in surprise, "Lady, do you even know how to play? Who bets twenty million dollars right off the bat? This is money, not pieces of paper."
No one would gamble here if he or she had twenty million dollars.
The casino was divided into the main floor and the high-roller area. Ophelia was currently on the main floor, where people play with smaller stakes, usually just a few hundred thousand dollars at most, and that's only when they're particularly unlucky.
Ophelia smiled calmly and retorted, "Is there a rule in the casino that says I can't bet this much?"
There was no limit on the amount, and the man was stumped by her question.
Two casino staff members exchanged glances. One of them, responsible for rolling the dice, asked, "Ma'am, are you sure you want to bet 20 million dollars?"
Ophelia sneered, "This casino is really strange. I'm your customer and I have plenty of money. Please don't compare your entire fortune to my pocket change. I'm betting big. Are you going to roll or not? If not, I'll find another place to play."
The casino wouldn't let a wealthy customer leave.
The staff member smiled and said, "Roll, everyone, place your bets."
The man who had just mocked Ophelia had lost quite a bit today and was feeling unlucky. Seeing Ophelia bet so much, he was indignant and placed his remaining two thousand dollars on small.
Tate glanced at Ophelia, thinking, "Are you playing a bit too big this time?"
Ophelia was actually nervous inside. She knew this was real money, not pieces of paper. If she lost, she'd definitely feel the pain.
The gamblers here were good at reading people, while some were numb from losing.
Seeing Ophelia place such a large bet, others also placed their bets on small.
In the end, Ophelia was the only one betting big.
Before the game started, the staff asked, "Ma'am, are you sure you're betting big?"
Ophelia pretended to be indifferent. "Roll."
Because of Ophelia, a lot of gamblers had gathered nearby to watch the excitement.
The staff rolled the dice. "One, two, three, small."
At that moment, Ophelia lost twenty million dollars.
Others cheered, and the man from earlier mocked Ophelia, "Lady, you clearly don't know how to play. Go home, take a bath and sleep."
Ophelia didn't even frown. She took out another twenty million in chips. "This time, I'm still betting big."
The crowd fell silent, wondering what Ophelia's background was, betting twenty million each time.
Even if her family owned a bank, she couldn't spend money like this.
Another round started, and Ophelia lost again.
After losing two rounds in a row, everyone thought Ophelia would stop. But she took out another twenty million in chips. "This round, I'm still betting big."
The man muttered, "She is crazy. She is a real gambler."
In the face of Ophelia's big bets, everyone else seemed insignificant.
After Ophelia lost five times in a row, the entire main floor of the casino gathered around, watching to see when Ophelia would stop.
The amount of money she lost made the onlookers feel the pain.
Tate wanted to advise her but, understanding Ophelia's intentions, said nothing.
Ophelia's actions caught the attention of the casino's surveillance staff, who immediately went to inform the boss in the high-roller area.
The boss happened to be there today.
In the high-roller area, a middle-aged man sat on a dark red leather sofa, rolling two egg-sized steel balls in his palm. This man was Morgan.
Morgan was strong, with brown curly hair, exuding an air of authority. On his left leg sat a beautiful woman, Mary, the main figure in the Finnegan scandal.
On the surface, Mary was Morgan's goddaughter, but in reality, she was his mistress.
A subordinate came in from outside. "Boss, there's a pregnant woman outside who bets 20 million each time. She's lost five times in a row and hasn't stopped."
Hearing this, Morgan's eyes flickered with interest. "What game is she playing?"
"She's only playing high-low." the subordinate said. "We've observed her for a while. It's her first time at our casino, probably her first time gambling. She doesn't seem to know how to play, only playing high-low."
'This was an interesting matter.' Mary thought.
Mary got off Morgan's lap. "Shall I go take a look?"
"It's been a long time since someone interesting appeared on the main floor. I'll go see for myself." Morgan said, standing up, still rolling the steel balls in his hand.
On the main floor, Ophelia had already lost eight times, but she remained unfazed.
The staff asked, "Ma'am, are you still betting?"
This time, Ophelia hesitated, holding the chips but not placing a bet.
At this moment, Ophelia noticed Morgan and Mary in the crowd. She lazily said to the staff, "I want someone else to roll the dice. You've been giving me bad luck. I want to pick someone from the crowd to roll."
The staff didn't dare agree as there was no such rule in the casino.
"Sure."
Morgan, rolling the steel balls in his hand, walked over. "Lady, you can play however you want."
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