Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 558 The Big Gamble (Part One)

It's when people are in the most dangerous and urgent situations that they expose everything hidden deep inside their hearts.

Since Brian didn't mind the arrogance and contempt displayed by the man with a square face, he remained impassive.

After Brian snapped his fingers, a waiter quickly appeared before him. He drew out a check, wrote a long list of numbers and handed it to the waiter. Shortly after, the waiter was back with a huge stack of white, transparent rectangular chips, each marked with a million dollars. Anyone glancing at it could compute and guess the chips were worth more or less 100 million dollars.

The man with a square face soon realized that Brian was a big player. Laughing, he said, "My friend, since you want to play, of course, you are welcome to join us."

While Brian did not hide his ambition to join the high-stakes game, everyone present paid little attention to him, who was dressed casually in the beginning. But when those gathered around the table saw him lay down chips worth a hundred million dollars, they suddenly began to show their interest in him.

Brian's huge wealth had never been a secret to Molly. But because she had a deep-seated loathing for gambling, Molly questioned Brian's sudden decision to participate in the high-stakes game. However, she did not express her opposition. Because while she might not agree with his actions, Molly knew she would still end up supporting him when he started to play.

Seeing the distress in Molly's face, Brian laughed secretly. He looked at the steel ball spinning quickly in the Wheel and asked her, "Which numbers do you want to bet on?"

"You're asking me for numbers?" she asked incredulously. When Brian nodded, Molly frowned, looked at the wheel, heard the dealer asking players to place their bets and took a deep breath. "Then 8, 11, 19…" Molly answered quickly.

He glanced to see if Molly would change her mind, then tossed two chips for each of the three numbers she gave. Brian paid no attention to the spinning roulette, as it slowed down. But his eyes never wavered from the numbers Molly selected. Recognizing the numbers, Brian didn't know whether to feel happy or sad. The three numbers respectively represented the month Mark was born, the month he and Molly met, and the day she left! Did she choose the numbers deliberately, Brian wondered.

He couldn't tell if the numbers were significant to her that's why she said them out loud without any hesitation, or if they were numbers she was trying to avoid? If it was the latter, it might explain why they were at the top of her mind. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

The roulette finally came to a stop. "4, 19, 32!"

Of the numbers Molly picked, only 19 came out. Brian stared at it with disgust since this was the day Molly left.

Seeing that Brian lost 20 million dollars within seconds, Molly frowned. As the second round was about to start, she hastily told him, "Please, don't ask me for numbers again."

Her plea and nervous expression had Brian raising his eyebrows. He grabbed Molly's hand tightly, then stared at the steel ball bouncing around the wheel, his eyes gradually growing darker. Brian provided the three numbers he bet on but had no luck this time.

For the third play, Brian won one and lost two.

For the fourth play, he won two and lost one.

For the fifth play, he again won two and lost one.

For the sixth play, none of his numbers came out.

But he won it all during the seventh play.

He was on a lucky streak in the eighth play.

In the ninth play… After winning four consecutive times, Brian was now the controlling player. Were he not the dominant player in this round, he stood a better chance of winning five times in a row. Unfortunately, it was Brian's turn to be the controlling player. But because of the abilities of other players on the table, it was difficult for Brian to get them to pick the wrong numbers.

He noticed that Molly was extremely nervous, so he comforted her by slightly patting her hand. At that moment, the dealer handed him the three steel balls. Casually glancing at the man seated at the end of the table, some thoughts ran in his mind. Five more plays remained, including this man's play. Brian or his opponent across the table had to correctly pick the numbers in this round for there to be a one-on- one match between the two dominant players. Sneering secretly, Brian got the three steel balls, rolled them in his slender fingers and tossed them into the wheel. The repeated clanking sounds indicated they had fallen in precisely. The momentum had the wheel spinning, slowly then rapidly.

"Place your bets, please," the dealer announced. As the wheel spun, everyone watched in anticipation.

The players placed their bets and stared at the spinning wheel. Right before the dealer ended the call to place bets, the man at the end of the table gave the numbers 6, 27, 00.

The sound of balls bouncing in the spinning wheel faded as the roulette came to a stop. All eyes were on the balls as they landed on the numbers 6, 27 and 00. There was a collective gasp from spectators and then everyone was talking all at once. For this play, it was clear that the only winner was the man at the end of the table!

As the crowd looked sadly at Brian's misfortune, a smile flashed in Brian's eyes. The man at the end of the table slowly turned around and took a close look at his losing opponent for the first time since the play began.

Little did Molly realize that Brian had successful provoked the man and the battle between Brian and the man had started. Instead, she pursed her lips in disappointment like most in the crowd, who believed that if the man had guessed wrong, Brian would have won five times in a row. While Molly had no idea why Brian had to come to this casino to gamble, she was not that stupid to think he chose to gamble at this place just for fun.

With these thoughts running in her mind, Molly looked at Brian and saw he wasn't at all bothered about the surprising result. He happened to glance at Molly at the same time and saw her facial expression. With the corner of his lips raised to a smirk, he asked, "Molly, are you worried about me?"