I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away
Chapter 384: A Billion in Chips

Meredith's loud voice announcing a bet of a billion chips immediately drew a crowd of onlookers.

A man standing nearby asked in surprise, "Lady, do you even know how to play? Who in their right mind starts with a billion? This is money, not some underworld currency." "Who'd have a billion to play Craps?"

The casino was divided into an inner and an outer area. Meredith was in the outer area, where the common folk played, and the bets were usually small-only going up to a few millions, and that too only on particularly unlucky days. Meredith smiled lightly and countered, "Is there a rule in the casino that says you can't bet that much?"

The man was momentarily speechless since there was no such limit.

Two casino employees exchanged looks, one of whom was in charge of throwing the dice. He asked, "Miss, are you sure you want to bet a billion? Final call before the game starts."

Meredith scoffed, "It's strange, isn't it? A customer comes to play, and you hesitate to let her? I have plenty of money; don't compare your life savings to my pocket change. I'm betting on six-will you roll the dice, or should I find another place to play?"

The casino certainly didn't want to lose such a big spender.

One of the employees smiled and announced, "The game is on, place your bets, final call!"

The man who had mocked Meredith earlier had lost quite a bit already and, feeling unlucky, bet all he had left-$10,000-on other numbers.

Selene Cove glanced at Meredith, wondering if she was playing too big this time.

Meredith, though appearing calm, was actually nervous. She knew this was real money, not mere play money. If she lost it all, she couldn't even explain it to Grandma Sterling.

All gamblers here were keen observers, though some were blinded by their losses.

Seeing Meredith's huge bet, others also placed their bets.

In the end, Meredith was the only one who bet on six.

Before starting, one of the employees asked, "Miss, are you sure?"

Meredith, feigning nonchalance, replied, "Start."

The crowd of gamblers around Meredith had grown, everyone eager to watch.

The employee threw the dice. "Five."

In that instant, Meredith lost a billion.

The crowd cheered, and the man who had ridiculed her earlier laughed, "Lady, you clearly don't know how to play. Go home and get some sleep."

Meredith didn't even frown but took out another billion chips. "This round, I'm still betting on six."

Now, the onlookers fell silent, wondering about Meredith's background, as she continued to bet a billion each time.

Even owning a bank wouldn't justify such actions.

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Another round began, and Meredith lost again.

After consecutively losing two rounds, everyone thought Meredith would stop, but she pulled out another billion chips, "This round, I'm still on six."

The man muttered, "She's crazy, definitely a gambler."

Next to Meredith's high stakes, the others seemed insignificant.

After Meredith lost five rounds in a row, the entire outer area of the casino gathered around, curious when she would stop.

The continuous billion-dollar losses made even the onlookers feel sympathetic.

Selene Cove wanted to say something but, realizing Meredith's intentions, held back.

Meredith's extravagant betting caught the attention of the casino surveillance staff, who immediately went to inform the boss in the inner area.

Today, the boss was present.

In the inner area, Alistair Golding, a burly middle-aged man with a beard, sat on a dark red leather sofa, rolling two egg-sized steel balls in his hand. Beside him sat a beautiful woman, the infamous Marry from the Terrence Sterling scandal, who was officially his goddaughter but in reality, his mistress.

A subordinate entered, "Boss, there's a woman outside betting a billion each time. She's lost five rounds and hasn't stopped."

Alistair's eyes sparkled with interest, "What game is she playing?"

"She's playing craps," replied the subordinate. "It seems to be her first time at our casino, probably her first time playing. She doesn't know how to play; she just knows craps."

Marry slid off Alistair's lap, "Dad, shall I go meet this woman?"

"This is the most interesting thing that's happened in the outer area for a while. I'll go see for myself," Alistair said, still rolling the steel balls in his hand.

In the outer area.

Meredith had lost eight rounds, a total of eight billion, yet her expression remained unchanged.

The employee asked, "Miss, would you like to continue betting?"

Meredith hesitated this time, clutching her chipsbut did not immediately place her bet.

Noticing Alistair Golding and Marry in the crowd, Meredith casually said to the employee, "I think I'd like someone else to throw the dice. You're not bringing me any luck today, causing my hands to run cold. I'll pick someone from the crowd to throw."

The employee hesitated, as the casino had no such rule.

"Allowed," came a voice.

Alistair Golding, still playing with the large steel balls, approached, "Whatever the lady wishes, we can accommodate."