My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 515

"Alright," Chuck answered flatly.

He wanted to see who was richer? With Chuck's mother here, this man couldn't possibly compare.

The fat man stared at Chuck furiously. "I want another 45 million dollars of chips!" He demanded, chucking a card onto the table.

Did this fellow think fifty million dollars was a lot?

He had the money as well. He just wasn't showing it off!

Fifty million dollars was a walk in the park for him. "Smack!"

The fat man slapped the beautiful interpreter in the face and yelled at her, "I'm speaking to you! Didn't you hear me?"

She yelped in pain.

There was a palm print on her face now. Her face contorted into shock. She covered her slapped cheek with her hands as tears welled up in her eyes. "Please wait a moment," she eventually got out.

She spared a look of longing at Chuck, feeling regretful. She should have just followed him and became his interpreter.

At the very least, a young man like him wouldn't hit her. He looked gentle.

She then took the card tossed at her and walked off to exchange money for more chips. The fat man stared smugly at Chuck as she departed.

Chuck merely shrugged.

Soon, the beautiful interpreter got back with the chips, "Sir, these are your chips."

"Good. Here's your reward," The fat man smirked as he stuffed a ten thousand dollar chip into her dress.

She thanked the man, feeling grateful.

"At least I hadn't gotten slapped for nothing," she thought.

The fat man retorted, "See, I have fifty million dollars worth of chips now as well. Are you still willing to bet with me?"

He was immensely pleased with himself as he had always lucked out in gambling. He might win a few million dollars today!

He was looking forward to seeing Chuck lose all his money.

"Is fifty million is a lot?" Chuck inquired nonchalantly.

The fat man mocked him, "Aren't you arrogant?"

Wasn't this man afraid of being laughed at by others in the casino?

Most of the people allowed to enter such a high-end casino were big bosses. However, only a selected few could throw out fifty million dollars just like that. A nobody like Chuck couldn't possibly do such a thing.

"Goodness, this person is really cocky. Fifty million dollars is still not a lot to him?" Someone whispered.

"Yeah, I think he's being too pretentious. I'm even embarrassed on his behalf," another said.

The crowd discussed this turnabout loudly, openly laughing at Chuck as they did.

How could this young man make such a comment? Did he really think he was that rich?

"Stop pretending, will you? How shameless!" The fat man taunted.

Chuck merely eyed him and proceeded to call for Betty, "Betty, I think I'm feeling lucky tonight. Please get me another five hundred million dollars worth of chips."

Yvette was stunned by his bold demand. Five hundred million dollars converted into chips? Wouldn't it cost him six hundred million dollars in total then?

The fat man laughed at that and guffawed, "Are you still pretending to be rich? Well then, go ahead!"

The beautiful interpreter from before was also laughing at him. She didn't think that the young man had that much money.

"Yes, Young Master," Betty replied, heading to the counter straight away.

People started to crowd around them. Five hundred million dollars was a huge bet after all.

Chatter started up, gradually getting louder and louder.

They were all trying to figure out who Chuck was. The fat man didn't take him seriously at all. Five hundred million dollars? Please, no one present in the casino had the ability to take out five hundred million dollars just like that.

How could it be possible for this guy then?

In the monitoring room, Natasha on the other hand was a little stunned.

Five hundred million in one go?

She had only encountered three people who had managed to do such a thing ever since the business started. One of them had even exchanged two billion dollars at one shot and lost all of it that same day.

Even so, five hundred million wasn't a small feat in the slightest.

However, this would be the biggest transaction the casino had in the past year. She was interested to see how this was going to end.

"Haven't you found anything?" Natasha inquired coldly.

There were a lot of people who could take out such a large amount of money at one go, but very few would use it to gamble.

Such a person must be someone with a pretty high status.

"I haven't," Came the reply.

Natasha narrowed her eyes and stared at the screen. It was Betty who went to exchange the chips at the counter. She looked a little familiar to her, but where exactly had she seen her before? She couldn't remember in the slightest.

"Well, keep looking!" She ordered.

"Yes, Ma'am!"

She walked closer to the screen and looked at Betty's face carefully. "Where have I seen you before?" She thought.

"Hiss!"

The fat man was shocked, his jaw nearly dropped to the floor as he watched Betty push a cart of chips towards them.

Did this fellow really exchange five hundred million dollars worth of chips?

Oh god! NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Not only was the fat man shocked, but all the onlookers echoed his surprise as well. Who knew this man was so rich?

Who was he?

"Gosh, this man is so rich. This is incredible!" Someone exclaimed.

"This is such a surprise, I'm so jealous!" Another whined.

A woman echoed exaggeratedly, "Oh, I want to be his wife! I think I've fallen in love with him!"

Another woman added, "Me too! He's just so dreamy, My God..."

Everyone present was shocked. Most of them have never even seen this much money before in their lives. This was too incredible!

The beautiful interpreter's eyes almost popped out. She regretted her decision before immensely. Her client was quite literally a poor man compared to him!

Would he be willing to let her be his interpreter?

"If you're rich enough, let's see you get more chips as well," Chuck said.

The fat man's face darkened at that and he proceeded to yell angrily, "So what if you're rich? Do you even have the guts to gamble it all away? If you plan to place a mere ten thousand per bet,

forget it! You'll only make a fool out of yourself."

The man was not going to back down. He was used to placing huge amount of bets anyways.

"How much are you playing for?" Chuck asked indifferently.

"You can't afford to play my game!" The fat man laughed at him and he directed his gaze at the gambling table.

He placed a bet of three million dollars on the threefold zone.

"Let's see you do this..." The fat man sneered.

Chuck shrugged and got his hands on a couple stacks of chips. He had just taken fifty million dollars out to bet alongside him.

The fat man was startled at that.

Fifty million dollars for one bet? This guy was nuts!

The onlookers were stunned speechless as well. Their jaws were agape with disbelief. The beautiful interpreter was the same.

Meanwhile, Yvette looked really nervous, but Betty and Chuck looked indifferent.

Betty would sometimes follow Karen to social parties. In those private parties, a single bet would cost at least one billion dollars. Now that was much more astounding.

When Karen was bored, she would go out to gamble and put out ridiculously large bets. She was able to win a lot of money back every time.

If she mentioned the amount to Chuck, she knew even he would be shocked.

The dealer was amazed too. How could this guy place such a huge bet? Was he really that confident in winning?

"You idiot! You'll lose all your money soon," The fat man laughed.

Did he think that placing such a huge bet would guarantee him a win?

Sure enough, just as the game started, the fat man won in no time.

He laughed in delight as he taunted, "Ha! I was right. Boy, you are really my lucky star!!"

The three million dollars he had put down had turned into six million dollars in such a short period of time. It was easy money!

Yvette was disappointed. She bit her lips and looked at her husband in anticipation. She hoped that he would remain calm and collected throughout the whole ordeal. Chuck's expression, on the hand, didn't change at all. The dealer scoffed silently as she soon realised that this guy clearly had no idea on how this game worked at all. He had lost fifty million too easily.

Soon, he would lose all five hundred million dollars as well.

"Do you still want to play, boy? Your heart must be aching, am I right?" He taunted.

The fat man sneered at him as he started to bet again. This time, he placed a five million dollar bet.

"Go on, then. I'd love to win some more!" The fat man mocked.

Chuck shrugged at that and said, "Betty, let's bet three million dollars this time."

Betty immediately followed his instructions.

"Oh, don't tell me you're getting cold feet now. Only three million dollars this time? How generous!" The fat man sneered at him.

"Why is he being so timid this time?" Someone inquired in the crowd.

"Oh, didn't you know? I've been keeping my eye on him from before. He had already lost a hundred million dollars in total. Of course he wouldn't dare to place such a huge bet again. If he loses again, all his chips will be gone in no time!"

"Really? When it comes to gambling, confidence is key, isn't it? He must not feel all that confident now if that's the case. How is he going to win with that attitude?"

"I think so too. He's bound to lose!" Another agreed. The crowd were exchanging their opinions to and fro. They determined that Chuck would not win this time as well.

Without confidence, it was impossible for anyone to win.

The fat man was still sneering at him. Seeing that this guy before him wasn't placing huge bets, he thought that he would only have to play a few more rounds at most. This guy was definitely going to exchange his remaining chips back into money after a while.

Soon enough, the dealer began to throw the dice into the wheel. Everyone watched as it spun and spun. Eventually, the dice fell on a number, shocking the onlookers.