Chapter 378 They're All Mine!
As Tim faced the humiliation of being insulted by so many prestigious and influential individuals, his cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment, and an intense longing to escape surged within him.It was so embarrassing.
The point was that Carol called him a damn scoundrel, claiming he couldn't last even three minutes in sex.
What an injustice.
Clearly, he had a stamina of three and a half minutes, right?
But for the sake of money, dignity had to be temporarily set aside.
After all, there was a saying: one couldn't give up money just for the sake of dignity.
So he braced himself and pleaded, "Carol, can you be a bit kinder? Didn't you promise just a week ago to take care of me for life and support me no matter what difficulties I faced? Please don't abandon me now."
It would have been better if he hadn't said that.
Saying it only made Carol even more furious, almost throwing a tantrum as she punched and kicked Tim. "Pity you? You scoundrel. I can treat you however I want.
All the affection before was just a desire for your body. Now I'm tired of it. Stay away from me from now on, or I'll have someone break your legs."
With that, she kicked Tim away and walked away.
She swiped her card for $16 million, exchanged the chips, and gave them to Ryder.
Then she left in a huff.
Seeing Carol leaving, Tim sat on the ground, eyes vacant, tears streaming down.
At this moment, Ryder spoke up, "Since you can't come up with the money right now, just leave me an IOU. After all, we're old classmates. It's not too much to ask, right?"
Hearing that he didn't have to pay immediately, Tim felt a wave of relief.
He quickly nodded and smiled, "Okay. I'll sign it right away."
Saying this, Ryder asked the staff for paper and pen and had Tim write the IOU.
The whole process was recorded on Ryder's phone to confirm that Tim was willingly signing the IOU for losing money, not under duress.
After signing, Tim handed the IOU to Ryder. "Is this okay?"
Ryder glanced at the IOU and confirmed it was fine. "It's fine. We'll play Texas Hold'em again sometime."
Tim didn't dare to talk back, fearing Ryder would demand the money on the spot.
But in his heart, he still harbored complaints and curses against Ryder.
As for the $60 million, He never intended to pay it because he believed Ryder wouldn't make it out of Radiant Revive Spa unscathed tonight.
'If he's dead, what debt is there to pay?' he thought.
In any case, the Texas Hold'em game came to an end.
By this time, it was already ten o'clock.
Ryder stood up and stretched, feeling quite good.
Actually, the last round was won with a bit of luck.
But sometimes luck was part of the skill, inexplicable and mysterious.
"Hey, come and see this." At this moment, a shout from afar caught everyone's attention.
Ryder turned his head and saw the casino patrons gathering towards the source of the shout.
It seemed something had happened.
The room filled with the sound of people chattering.
"I heard someone went crazy at the dice table. Do you know who it is?"
"No. Someone just posted in the group that the guy has already won $200 million. And he started with $1 million, winning $200 million without losing a single round, unheard of."
"Isn't that an exaggeration? I've been playing in this casino for years and never heard of such a fierce player."
"Whether it's an exaggeration, we'll know if we go over there, right?"
Hearing the chatter, Ryder seemed to think of something.
He told George and Rex to go check it out.
The three of them followed the patrons towards the dice table.
When they got there, they found the dice table surrounded by about forty people.
It was more than those who had watched Ryder's Texas Hold'em game.
Everyone craned their necks to look inside.
At the two ends of the table sat two people.
On the right was a chubby, greasy man who looked like a nouveau riche, sweating on his forehead, shaking the dice cup vigorously, making a rattling sound.
On the left was a man with a slicked-back hairstyle, squatting on the chair, grinning with yellow teeth, gently shaking the dice cup.
And beside him, chips were piled up like a small mountain, in red and green.
This person was, of course, Ryan.
After a while of shaking the dice cups, the female dealer in the middle announced, "Stop."
They both stopped.
The greasy chubby man glanced at the dice under the cup.
Five dice.
All showing sixes.
His previously anxious and worried expression was instantly replaced with joy.
Five sixes, the highest points, meant he undoubtedly won.
The female dealer continued to ask, "Gentlemen, would you like to raise the stakes?"
The greasy chubby man immediately said, "I raise by $10 million."
Ryan, picking his nose and not even glancing at the dice, casually replied, "I call."
The greasy chubby man continued, "I raise by another $10 million."
"I call again," Ryder added.
The greasy chubby man, with a smug expression, said, "I've played three rounds with you, lost $20 million. If you lose now, you'll have to return that $20 million to me."
Ryan impatiently said, "Just play. Why so much nonsense? If you want to raise, just raise. My legs are getting numb squatting here, hurry up."
"Alright." The greasy chubby man took a deep breath and said boldly, "I raise by another $30 million. Do you dare to call?"
This $30 million was all the money he could muster.
If he was going to play, he would be going to play big.
Ryan smirked, "What's there to be afraid of? Look at the table, $200 million in chips, as long as it doesn't exceed that amount, I'll call whatever you raise."
"Well..." The greasy chubby man was slightly stunned, not expecting the other party to have the guts to call.
But it was better if he did because he was sure to win this game from the start.
The greasy chubby man said, "In that case, I'll reveal."
With that, he opened the dice cup.
Five sixes lay neatly there.
Seeing this, the surrounding patrons gasped.
"Holy crap. All sixes, the greasy chubby man is going to win."
Hearing this, the greasy chubby man responded smugly, "Piece of cake. Hahaha."
Then, he made a contemptuous face at Ryan. "Your turn."
Ryan stretched and sighed. "You are so arrogant."
With that, he casually picked up the dice cup.
Underneath the cup were also five sixes.
Even neater.
He said calmly, "According to the rules of dice, in the case of the same points, the one who reveals later wins, so this $50 million is mine."
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