I got married without you (James and Amelia)
Chapter 1000

Chapter 1000 Blackjack

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 maint 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 James's slender fingers, there was a coffee-colored

cigar that he hadn't lit yet. He was just rubbing and fiddling

with it.

Everyone was waiting for him to place the bet, but he was staring at his wife 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 James, "Mr. James, are you in?"

James ignored him and leaned in close to Amelia's ear, chuckling softly. "Honey, 10 million isn't even enough for a bet. You've already lost before you even start, don't you think?" Amelia 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.

Amelia 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 James may not be able to win.

However, just in case and to avoid being bothered by him

twice in one night, Amelia gritted her teeth and began to pray

silently in her heart,

"God! Please make James lose!"

Blessed by the God of Wealth, James lifted his clearly defined fingers and pushed twenty chips out.

Friedman and the three rich young people were all stunned. "Mr. James, do you want to lose 400 million to me at the first round of gambling in the casino?"

James 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."