High Stakes And Silent Prayer

Book:The Billionaire Alpha Contract Lover Published:2025-2-7

After Griffon led Taya to the sofa area and they sat down, Taya leaned in and whispered, “Honey, can you get your hair dyed again tomorrow?”
Although she really liked this hair color, she didn’t want to see Griffon being teased by his friends, even if they were just making jokes.
Griffon, who took the red wine from the waiter, turned his head and asked, “Is our deal still valid?”
He didn’t care what color his hair was. He could finally experience the happiness of having S** twice in one night and he didn’t want to lose the chance to do that.
Taya rested her hand on her knee and propped her chin up, carefully considering before pointing to the gambling table and asking, “Do you know how to play these games?”
Judging from the man’s eyes, he was clearly thinking “Your husband can do anything”, but he shook his head at her with a cun n ing smile and said, “No, I can’t.”
Upon hearing him say he couldn’t do it, Taya immediately smiled with joy and said, “Then let’s stick to the original deal. As long as you win 10 million tonight, it will still count.”.
Actually, winning 10 million in the casino here was quite
common. But it was gambling after all. Besides skills, luck also played a role.
In Taya’s opinion. The man beside her had never gambled before and didn’t know how to. Even if he were to learn on the spot, he might not be able to catch on quickly, so he could only rely on luck for now.
Although Lady Luck was also on Griffon’ side, perhaps his newly dyed hair would affect his luck today. Therefore, Taya decided to place a bet with him.
With this thought in mind, Taya looked towards Griffon who was lounging lazily on the sofa, feeling somewhat expectant.
“When can we start?”
Griffon noticed her expectant eyes and smirked. He raised his head and nodded towards Friedman, who was toasting with his friends.
“Let’s begin.”
Since Griffon urged, Friedman of course didn’t dare to delay. He immediately put down his drink and walked over to the gambling table.
The giant gambling table was square-shaped and covered in green felt, with a variety of chips and cards scat tered across it.
Friedman placed both hands on the gambling table and looked at the group of people in the sofa area with his brown eyes.
“Buddies, today I will be the dealer and personally deal the cards for you.”
As soon as Friedman spoke, several young gentlemen, except for Griffon, began to make fun of him.
“Oh, Mr. Nelson, you’re going to deal the cards? Are you afraid we’ll win too much money from your casino?”
Friedman calmly put on his white gloves and retorted sarcastically,
“What’s wrong? Are you afraid to gamble against me? Or do you not have enough money to do that?”
“Well, we never lack money.”
“That’s right.”
After a brief argument, a group of men stood up and sat down at the gambling table at the call of Friedman.
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 Go d 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.”