"We''ll let you decide, in case you try to say we''re abusing our power," Edward said coldly.


    Wilbur looked at Sharon with a smile. "The easier the better. I really don''t want to use my brain here."


    "We''ll stick to Sic Bo, then? That''s the easiest game there is," Sharon said with a smile.


    Wilbur nodded in agreement, and so did Edward and Jesse.


    The two men were hoping to drain this guy of his money in the quickest way possible.


    They were going to have him begging for their mercy, sobbing at their feet as they humiliated him all they wanted.


    Sharon then said, "Alright. I''m sure we all know the rules here in the VIP lounge: all yers must start with at least a hundred million dors in chips, and the casino takes five percent asmission."


    Wilbur said nothing, as casinos takingmissions from chips was more than normal.


    Of course, Edward and Jesse knew this as well.


    Sharon then said, "Sir, you may proceed as you now have a hundred and twenty million dors in chips. How about you two gentlemen?"


    She smiled politely at Edward and Jesse.


    Edward raised an eyebrow. "Do you think we can''t afford the minimum requirement?"


    "Of course not." Sharon smiled. "We''ve verified both your identities before, and you definitely have a hundred-million-dor limit that can be raised to five hundred million if you wish. You''d just need to sign a contract."


    "Hurry up, then. I''m not a very patient person," Edward said boastfully.


    Sharon nodded with a smile, pping her hands. Two contracts were brought over at once.


    Edward and Jesse signed them without a second nce, tossing the contracts back.


    Sharon picked them up and nced at them, before turning around. "Get each of these two gentlemen five hundred million dors'' worth of chips."


    The eagle-eyed man walked out of the door and pped his hands.


    Very soon, the chips were brought in and ced in front of Edward and Jesse.


    Sharon spoke up after that. "There shall be no banker as you''re gambling against each other. Bets start at ten million dors, and you win however much you bet. However, you can''t bet more than your opponents."


    Everyone remained silent.


    Just then, a dice jar was brought over.


    Sharon ced it in front of her. "I shall be shaking the dice. Our casino has always been fair and just, and I''m sure you can all trust me."


    "Cut the crap and get on with it already," Jesse said impatiently.


    Sharon did not seem to mind, smiling as she said, "Please ce your bets."


    Wilbur nced at the two men, before pushing all of his chips forward. "Big." Tiff wailed in despair internally.


    He was betting on a big again, all in too.


    This man was out of his mind. Did the consequences not matter to him in the slightest at all?


    Sharon looked at Edward and Jesse.


    "One hundred and twenty million on a small," both men said.


    It was clear that they were doing this entirely out of spite now.


    Both men could very well just bet half of what Wilbur had put down, but they were


    too blinded by rage to even consider it.


    All they wanted was to defeat this man in the fastest way possible.


    Sharon smiled. "All bets confirmed."


    She shook the dice jar three times, cing it on the table and opening it.


    Edward and Jesse stared daggers at the jar.


    Wilbur smirked at the look on their faces.


    He was honestly not feeling any pressure at all.


    Tiff, however, was shaking uncontrobly at this point.


    No one had ever seen a hundred-million-dor bet here before.


    "Three, four, six. Thirteen. Big," Sharon announced clearly.