Maximilian patted Beatrice on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Alright, I’m not gonna tease you anymore. You don’t respond to my jokes at all and it’s not fun teasing you. Just watch how I win that Duncan."
Beatrice covered her cheeks with her hands, feeling hopeless.
Why was this guy behaving like this? Could he really win? He seemed completely unreliable. Anyway, she was under threat and had kept her promise by taking Maximilian here.
Beatrice caught up with Maximilian, grabbed his arm and said, "This way. Don’t walk around."
Beatrice took Maximilian to the presidential suite at the end of the hallway.
"They have invited some big shots to be our witnesses, and they are partial to Duncan. So, behave yourself later, and don’t provoke them."
Maximilian answered casually, "You’re the boss. Whatever you say."
Beatrice knocked on the door of the presidential suite.
The door was opened soon. Two bodyguards in black suits appeared, sizing Maximilian up with their eagle eyes.
Maximilian frowned slightly and asked in displeasure, "What? Are we not allowed in?"
"Excuse me, you have to go through a body search."
One of the two bodyguards took out a metal detector and scanned the two, while the other bodyguard went through Maximilian’s pockets and frisked him. Then they opened the door and let the two of them in.
"Wow, this place is heavily guarded. Seems that they are all afraid of death."
Beatrice threw Maximilian a ferocious stare. She plucked at his sleeve, shook it and said in a sweet voice, "Those are some important figures inside. Be careful what you say. Don’t stir up trouble for no reason."
"Well, alright."
Seeing Beatrice entering, those big shots, who were blowing smoke and chatting, all stood up and walked up to them, sizing Maximilian up.
"So this is the master you’ve invited? He looks too gentle to be a master."
"Hahaha, I’m afraid Beatrice has invited her boyfriend over, but it seems that Duncan is sure to win again this time."
"Is anyone interested in a bet on them? We can’t just watch them without doing anything. It’ll be fun to make a bet on them."
One of the big shots suggested and the rest echoed him.
"This is a great idea. I’ll stake 10 million dollars on Duncan."
"On Duncan, 15 million dollars."
"Also on D… Fuck, if we all put our money on Duncan, why bother betting?"
The big shots stared at Beatrice at the same time.
Before Beatrice could speak, Maximilian smiled and said, "Then let me bet against all of you. I’ll stake the same amount of money that you bet Duncan will win on myself."
"The black card of American Express. There is more than 100 million in it. If you don’t believe it, young man, you may have a check."
Maximilian glanced at the black card and said with a smile, "I was just reminding you. Where’s that Duncan? Let him out now to bet with me. I’m waiting to collect the money when I win the bet."
The door of the inner room in the presidential suite was pushed open. At this moment, a professional gambling table had already been set up in it, while Duncan was in a fine suit, sitting on the host seat.
Watching Maximilian next to Beatrice, Duncan said with an enigmatic face, "His fingers are slender, his joints small. Beatrice, the one you found is a noob. He’s not one of us at all."
The other big shots started to guffaw and chimed in, "Well, what you don’t know is that this is a brave one. He should have bet 10 million dollars against us on your bet. Duncan, please win the game quickly so that we can win some side money."
Maximilian ignored the ridicule, pulled a chair and sat down opposite Duncan.
"Are you giving me a face reading or making a bet with me? If you want to bet with me, let’s get started. Once the dice is rolling, you can’t take your money back, and I can’t wait to win all your money."
Duncan sneered and clapped his hands. Brand new dices and dice boxes were brought to them.
"Even if you’re eager to start, it’s still necessary to explain the rules first. It’s a best of three games. In the first game, the one with more points wins. In the second game, the one with fewer point wins. In the third game, the one coming up with more dots wins. As for dots, you may shatter the dices into pieces by shaking them. Among those pieces with the dots facing up, the one coming up with more dots is the winner."
Astonished at the rules Duncan explained, Beatrice gasped, while other big shots started to heckle in excitement.
"Duncan is about to play his best card again. Young man, you must haven’t heard such rules before, have you? However, countless masters have been defeated by Duncan in this game."
"Why bother talking to him? Didn’t he ask Duncan to start the game as soon as possible? Then let’s get started now. We won’t refuse the money offered by others. This time, Mr. Lee will play the role of the god of wealth."
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