The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson
Chatper 1000

Chapter 1000

The gameplay was similar to that in the main hall. Besides Roulette and Baccarat, there was also BlackJack.

Friedman threw a dart at the wall, which landed on a chart labeled "BlackJack," thus deciding the rules for the first round of play.

The rules for playing BlackJack were similar to that in the main hall, but the chips used for betting were very different from those in the casino. "One chip is worth two million. Betting starts now!"

As Friedman tapped his finger on the table, the four players at the gambling table began to push their chips out.

"Two bets, each with ten chips, for a total of 40 million."

"Three bets, 60 million."

"Four bets, 80 million."

The other three people at the gambling table placed their bets and then looked up at the man leaning back on a white leather sofa chair.

Between Griffon's fingers, there was a coffee-colored cigar that he hadn't lit yet. He was just rubbing and fiddling with it.

staring at his she-wolf who was sitting next to him without blinking.

The young nobles rolled their eyes when they saw this, thinking: "Why to bother keeping such a close watch on your wife? She won't run away."

As the dealer, Friedman tapped on the table and reminded Griffon, "Mr. Griffon, are you in?"

Griffon ignored him and leaned in close to Taya's car, chuckling softly. "Honey, 10 million isn't even enough for a bet. You've already lost before you even start, don't you think?" Taya thought they would place a big bet, but she didn't expect it to be this big.

One chip was worth 20 million, and each player was betting bigger than the last. The total amount of bets had skyrocketed from 40 million to 80 million.

Taya had thought that they would place a bet of about 2 million at most. She didn't expect that they would gamble on tens of millions.

She was a bit taken aback, but the dealing hadn't started yet, and Griffon may not be able to win.

However, just in case and to avoid being bothered by him twice. in one night, Taya gritted her teeth and began to pray silently in

her heart,

"Go d! Please make Griffon lose!"

Blessed by the God of Wealth, Griffon lifted his clearly defined fingers and pushed twenty chips out.

Friedman and the three rich young people were all stunned. "Mr. Griffon, do you want to lose 400 million to me at the first round of gambling in the casino?"

Griffon leaned back on the sofa, crossed his long legs in a laid-back manner, then raised his eyebrows at Friedman and said, "I believe you will give me 400 million."