Chapter 374 Male Escort
These words were like a bombshell.
Immediately, the crowd erupted in cheers,
"Oh! Mr. Davis, your generosity is unparalleled. Truly remarkable, you are extraordinary!"
Although most of the people here tonight were either rich or noble, their wealth was still limited.
A $500 million cash reward was an astronomical figure for them.
Of course, the quicker ones in the crowd had already rushed to the counter to claim their free chips.
Mark stepped down from the stage and walked straight to Ryder, smiling as he asked, "Mr. Clark, aren't you gonna give it a try?"
Ryder replied, "Since it's your kind offer. Mark, I certainly won't refuse!"
With that, Ryder led George and the others to claim their free chips.
Instead of following them, Mark whispered to Brian, "How are things progressing?"
Brian replied, "It's all set. Mr. Davis, would you like to go check it out now?"
Mark nodded. "Good! Keep an eye on this area, and don't let Ryder slip away. The special show we prepared for him tonight hasn't even started yet."
Brian responded, "Yes!"
After Ryder and the others collected their chips, Ryan slicked back his hair and said with a lecherous grin, "Wow! This place is great. Way more exciting than the cards tables at the small stores back home. Ryder, you take Rex and George to play, and I'll wander around on my own."
Ryder knew Ryan loved gambling, and coming here was like a bear diving into a honey pot.
So Ryder didn't stop Ryan; he just reminded Ryan to be careful and not lose everything in the excitement.
"Just watch me," Ryan said and happily trotted off.
He looked around and saw that almost every gambling table was crowded with excited gamblers.
Some were overjoyed with their winnings, while others lamented their misfortune after losing.
The air was thick with the scent of opulence and money.
A true depiction of the casino's many faces.
Ryder smiled and asked George, "What do you think of this place?"
George thought momentarily before replying, "The odds in gambling are unfavorable, driven by luck rather than thrift and hard work. In my view, in the end, the house always wins. That's why I tend to stay away from such risks."
Ryder nodded in agreement. "Exactly! Some businesses are worth doing, while others should be avoided. Casinos may look glamorous, but behind the scenes, they often lead to broken families and ruined lives."
As he was reflecting, a mocking voice suddenly came from behind, "You're already here. Is there any need to pretend? I think you're just jealous of Mr. Davis's casino making big money, and that's why you're saying this, right?"
Ryder turned around and saw a man in a suit and tie, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with his hands in his pockets, looking at him with disdain.
It was an old acquaintance, Tim, the class president from high school!
Tim's appearance surprised Ryder. "It's you?"
Tim teased, "Didn't expect that, did you?"
He gave a cold smile, his eyes filled with hatred for Ryder.
After graduating, he joined Maple Real Estate and, through various connections, finally climbed to the position of HR manager. But after offending Ryder at a class reunion, he was humiliated and lost his job.
Later, by chance, he found a job at this casino.
He started as a regular employee.
With his attractive appearance and eloquent speech, he quickly rose through the ranks and now served as the PR manager responsible for the casino's operations.
He earned more than he did as an HR manager at Maple Real Estate.
Life had certainly improved.
Yet, no matter what, it didn't stop him from harboring intense hatred for Ryder.
Especially after learning that Ryder had offended Mark, he hoped every day that Ryder would die at Mark's hands.
Tim didn't expect him to show up at the casino today.
Everyone knew that Ryder wouldn't have a good ending tonight.
So before he was killed, Tim definitely wanted to find a way to get back at Ryder.
Ryder said, "It is a bit surprising. You seem to have risen in status here. Congratulations!"
Tim sneered.
Just as he was about to say something, a plump woman in her fifties, with a heavily made-up face that couldn't hide her pockmarks, swayed her large hips as she walked over.
In a coquettish voice, she said to Tim, "Oh! Tim, I've been looking for you for so long. Where did you go?"
Seeing this plump woman, Tim forced a smile as he greeted, "Oh, Madam Carol. Sorry, I ran into an old friend and forgot about you."
The woman playfully pushed Tim's shoulder. "Oh, you! How many times have I told you, don't call me Madam. Just call me Carol."
Tim wobbled a few times from the push, awkwardly nodding. "My mistake, Carol."
Carol said coquettishly, "Tim, you're the best."
With that, she smiled happily and planted a big kiss on Tim's cheek.
This scene made Tim feel somewhat nauseous inside.
But he couldn't resist.
After all, he held the title of PR manager.
Actually, the PR manager's job was to serve the female clientele.
Just like the male gamblers who enjoyed the company of the low-cut dress, high-heeled, and stocking-clad dealers.
Even though female gamblers made up less than thirty percent of the clientele and participated in fewer gambling activities, they were very generous and loved charming and pleasant company.
If they had a good time, they might even provide luxurious accommodations and fancy cars for the PR manager for the night.
This plump woman, Carol Reed, was one of those.
Tim had quickly risen through the ranks by pleasing her.
This was a common occurrence in underground casinos, and Tim could live with it.
But in front of Ryder, he didn't want to expose this unsavory side.
So he explained to Ryder, "Carol is a friend of mine."
Seeing what had just happened, Ryder could guess a bit and said with a smile, "Carol seems nice. You two make a good pair."
The onlookers couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Tim's face twitched, and he was clearly annoyed.
He cursed inwardly, 'Ryder, you bastard, you did that on purpose.'
After a pause, a sinister look flashed in Tim's eyes, and he smiled. "Ryder, dare to sit at the table and gamble with me? Let's add some fun to this reunion, shall we?"
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