"Stop looking at me and pick the card. I'm getting bored here. Let me have my entertainment!" Ryder said in a conceited tone as if he was some ignorant kid of a rich clan who didn't know the worth of money and only looked for a kick.
The host of the table picked a card from his deck and looked at it. He placed it facedown on the table.
"Six of Spades, Three of Heart, Ace of Diamond, Seven of Club, Two of Heart and Three of Diamond," the Host gave them options just like the first time.
" I'll go with Ace of Diamond!" Ryder said to the host.
The host reversed the card with a blank look on his face.
"Congratulations, you win. Your money is tripled," the Host said to Ryder, congratulating him.
' That was easy. Now I have a hundred million dollars in this card,' Ryder thought as he looked at his casino card. 'Now, I need to lose.'
' Pick the next card!" He told the host.
The host picked another card and gave Ryder six options.
Intentionally picking up the wrong choice, he lost twenty-five million dollars, finally getting the host to breathe in relief.
" Hmph, what's this little bit of money. I'll just credit more in this card even if I lose everything!" Ryder muttered as he rolled his eyes.
" Pick the next card. I'll bet twenty-five million more!" He told the host.
The host picked up the card and placed its head down.
Ryder lost again, making Keia look at him in concern.
"Ah, I think you should stop," she told Ryder, "Or bet in low quantity."
"Don't worry," Ryder told Keia.
'Now that I established myself, time to start winning. Five Hundred Million should be enough,' he thought as he looked at the card in his hand.
"Pick the next card. I'm placing twenty-five million again!" Ryder declared.
The odd was one to three at the moment, giving two hundred percent more return.
"Ace of Diamond!" Ryder said, selecting a number that he was sure of.
The host picked up the card, congratulating Ryder.
"Pick next card. Fifty Million Dollar this time!" Ryder announced.
The host picked up the card.
Ryder easily won this time, however as the odd was one to three, he made One Hundred Fifty Million Dollar instantly, which made his card have One Hundred Seventy-five Million Dollars.
"Hahaha, looks like the gods are on my side today! I came here prepared to lose at least two hundred million dollars, but I'm winning! Pick the next card! I'm going all in this time!" Ryder declared proudly like a real rich boy who didn't realize how much he was betting.
Even keia was shocked. This whole day had been shocking for her. She wanted to stop Ryder, but he had already bet one hundred seventy-five million dollars.
"King of Diamonds!" Ryder declared as he glanced at the face-down card.
The Host's face turned pale as he got the answer.
He picked up the card with Shaking hands and showed Ryder.
"C-congratulations. You won," the host said as he transferred the money to Ryder.
Ryder looked around the casino, noticing various gazes at him.
' I have Five Hundred Twenty-five Million Dollar now. These should be enough to handle everything. I should leave before I attract even more attention,' Ryder thought.
He was about to give an excuse to leave without breaking his character of a rich master, but he didn't need to.
"That's enough! You shouldn't bet more! You have half a billion Dollars! Don't get too deep in gambling! It's not good for your health!" Keia said as she dragged him away from the table.
"Fine. I'll stop if you say!" Ryder declared proudly before he transferred all the money in his casino card to his bank account, which now had close to Six Hundred Million Dollar.
"Excuse me, Sir! Our boss wishes to meet you!"
While Ryder was leaving with Keia, three black-robed people stood in their path, stopping them.
"Sorry, but we don't wish to stay here any longer!" Keia said, refusing to stay. Holding Ryder's hand, she moved to the side to leave.
"Please cooperate!" The black-robed man said as they reached out their hand towards Keia to stop her; however, before the black-robed man could touch her, someone else appeared before her.
Ryder was about to step in front of Keia to help, but Saelyn was the one who arrived first.
He held the hands of the black-robed man.
"Young Miss, please leave. No one shall stop you," Saelyn said as he smiled.
Keia kept holding Ryder's hand and left the establishment without looking back.
Ryder didn't even think about staying back to help Saelyn since he was sure that he was more than capable of protecting himself as the Silva Clan's chief of security assigned to their young Princess.
" How long do you think he will take to come out?" Ryder asked Keia.
"He should be out in a few minutes. Anyway, you really don't care about money, do you?" Keia inquired.
"You were throwing money out so casually," she continued as she rolled her eyes.
"No, I wasn't throwing money. I'm not rich at all. Actually, I needed Four Hundred Million Dollars for something. I had no choice but to gamble and put faith in my luck. I won, though," Ryder asked as he smiled wryly.
"Ah, really?" Keia asked in surprise.
"Yeah, come. Now that I'm done, I'll actually take you to some nice places," Ryder said as he smirked.
Opening the door of his car, he stepped inside.
"Hahaha, you're so good at acting," Keia chuckled as she walked over to the other side and sat on the passenger seat.
Ryder started driving and took the car on the road, zooming into the distance just when Saelyn came out, dusting his clothes.
Watching the Whirlwind racing off into the distance, he sighed.
"Kids these days," he muttered as he walked over to the Black SUV and sat inside as he started following the Whirlwind.
Ryder stopped the car on the side of the road.
"Stay here. I'll be right back," he told Keia before he stepped out of the car.
After a few minutes, he came back with two vanilla ice cream cones in each of his hands.
"Here you go," he said, giving the cone to Keia.
"I like chocolate more," Keia said as she sighed.
"I'll be right back," Ryder said, turning back towards the shop again.
"Hey, stop! I was kidding! I was trying to see your reaction," Keia said as she sighed with a wry smile on her face.
