The Formidable Son-In-Law: The Charismatic Lucas Gray

opponent!

When the dealer saw how Tony was glaring at her, her legs went limp, and she was on the verge of tears.

She had obviously tampered with the cards without anyone realizing, and she should have dealt the king to Tony and a 5 to Lucas.
How did things turn out completely different from what she had expected?

“Mr.
Zander, you’ve lost nine million dollars in such a short period of time.
Are you sure you can continue?” Lucas said leisurely while remaining seated calmly.

Tony’s now ashen face started trembling, and he gritted his teeth at a complete loss for words.

He lost nine million dollars just like that! This amount of money was almost as much as the amount of profits Little Atlantis City generated in half a year.
Yet he lost it in two minutes!

If he continued losing…

“Mr.
Zander, I don’t see the need for us to continue gambling until one of us admits defeat.
How about you let me leave with her, and I’ll consider this game a joke.
I’ll return the nine million to you too.
How does that sound?” Lucas said with a smile.

Tony’s expression changed drastically.
Lucas’s suggestion would instantly negate his loss of a staggering nine million dollars.
But if he agreed, it would mean that he was giving in to Lucas and compromising.

With so many subordinates watching around him and a large group of people outside waiting to see the outcome, how could he, the owner of Little Atlantis City, take the embarrassment?

Tony gritted his teeth menacingly and said with a furious gaze, “Hmph, I don’t need your hypocritical kindness! Let’s continue gambling! I don’t believe I can’t beat you this time! This time, let’s play dice instead.
Are you game enough?”

Lucas chuckled with raised brows.
“Sure.
If you want to change the game, I’ll comply, but let’s hope you have better luck this time!”

Tony glared daggers at Lucas viciously.
But unfortunately, Lucas was still wearing a mask, so he had no idea who this detestable punk was.

He stood up, pushed the incompetent dealer to the side, and picked up a dice cup and a dice himself.
He then bellowed irrefutably, “I’m going to shake it myself! You can choose to let the dealer shake yours or do it yourself.
Don’t accuse me of bullying you!”

When Cheyenne heard this, she clenched her fists and began to look worried.

Tony sounded rather self-righteous, but it seemed fair too.

But shaking a dice was different from random card dealing, and the experience of the person shaking it was an important factor.

Although Cheyenne didn’t play such casino games, she often heard that those who were proficient in shaking dice could tell the number of dice in the dice cup just by hearing the noise made by it.
And they could also accurately get the points they wanted.

Tony operated Little Atlantis City and had been in the gambling business for at least over a decade.
So she reckoned that he must be extremely proficient in shaking dice and thus was at a great advantage.

In contrast, Cheyenne was unsure if Lucas could shake dice well or not.
But even if he could, he probably had far less experience than Tony.

If it was a comparison of dice shaking, Lucas would lose the upper hand!

She wanted to ask Lucas to turn it down, but he nodded and agreed before she could even speak.

“Okay!” Then Lucas stood up and walked to the spot beside Tony.
He then picked up the remaining dice cup and dice on the table.

Another round of gambling was about to begin!