Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Ethan gritted his teeth. “All right. Let’s go with your plan. We’ll use one round to determine the winner. Let’s see who rolls the lowest number.”

The dealer stood in the middle, closest to both of them. Today, he witnessed the start of this high-stakes gambling match firsthand. “Gentlemen, the dice are ready. Please check them, and if everything’s good, we can begin.”

The female croupier first went to Ethan with the tray and lifted the cover, allowing him to check it. Then, she walked over to Yvette, who glanced at it and nodded casually.

She followed the usual procedure and walked around in front of the camera, allowing those outside the venue to get a clearer view.

The highly anticipated gambling match officially began.

“Ladies first. Ethan graciously allowed Yvette to go first.

Yvette paused, her leg casually crossed. “No need. You go first.”

After she produced 100 million dollars, Ethan no longer saw Yvette as an ordinary nobody. He needed to be extremely cautious, even though victory seemed certain.

This game could only end in a wh, with no room for loss.

Ethan grabbed the dice cup and shook it three times on each side before throwing it high up. His ears flicked slightly, showcasing his unique skill of sound recognition. After three seconds of shaking it up and down, it finally came crashing down with a loud smack on the table.

“Hey, pretty, I’ll call off this bet if you say yes to being my girlfriend,” he urged.

“No!” Ryan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up to stop them.

Ryan still didn’t believe Yvette could win against Ethan even if she could come up with 100 million dollars. He couldn’t just stand by and watch Yvette walk into the tiger’s den.

It was the first time Ethan had seen Ryan lose his composure, which made him feel even more smug.

Yvette propped her chin on her hand, a playful glint in her eyes. I’m not interested in being your girlfriend, but I’ll consider being your boss.”

Her words sent the crowd into fits of laughter. They couldn’t help but marvel at Yvette’s sharp remark about Ethan.

“Who is this girl? She’s so funny!”

“I really want to ask her out!”

“Forget it. It’s not worth getting on the Brooks family’s bad side for her.”

“I wouldn’t mind dying if it meant I could be with her,” the crowd chattered.

Ethan was so angry he felt like he might spit blood, his teeth nearly grinding to dust as he glared at Yvette. “Do you know who my dad is? How dare you talk so big”

Yvette became impatient and wondered why it was taking so long to end a 100-million-dollar match. “I know your dad, Daniel Brooks, is Seacrity’s deputy mayor. Is this game on or not? Stop dawdling.”

Ethan realized that she clearly looked down on his family, musing, She’s still so arrogant even when she knows my dad’s identity. Could it be that she really has some backing?”

The man felt a sudden unease. However, he couldn’t back down now, or the Brooks family would become the laughingstock of Seacrity.

He gritted his teeth in anger, “Since you refuse to see reason, I’ll proceed. Don’t regret this.” With that, he revealed the dice.

The high-definition camera zoomed in. All six dice were lined up perfectly, each showing the number one for a total of six.

Everyone erupted into cheers.

“Whoa, Ethan is amazing, rolling six ones!”

“His gambling skills are truly incredible.”© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“With the smallest possible roll, what’s left to watch? 100 million dollars is gone, just like that.”