Chapter 639

Chapter 639:

Flashing the fresh stack of chips, Antoni held them up toward Alisha with a look of smug satisfaction. “So, what do you think? Isn’t this a rush worth chasing? Nod, and you’ll be riding this wave of adrenaline with me all night.”

But Alisha, with her wits sharp and an old saying in her heart—”the house always wins”—had no appetite for this so-called thrill.

Before she could shut him down, though, she felt Ashton’s curiosity stirring beside her.

Ashton finally spoke, a glint in his eye. “Well, you’ve certainly made it sound interesting. Alright, let’s play. I’m not shy of high stakes, but I wonder if you’ll have the nerve to keep up with me.”

Antoni, who’d barely spared Ashton a glance before, now looked at him with a spark of challenge in his eye.

His tone turned mocking as he replied, “Oh, I’ll play any game you want. It’s been ages since anyone had the guts to challenge me. So tell me—just how high are we talking?”

With a calm, confident smile, Ashton stretched out his hand, fingers splayed like the rays of a star. “Fifty thousand. That’s what I’ve got saved up. Now, let’s see if you can handle that.”

Antoni couldn’t contain himself and burst out laughing at the mere idea of having only fifty thousand in savings. His raucous laughter was so harsh that it drew irritated glances from Alisha.

The onlookers who overheard Ashton proudly mention that amount exchanged knowing smirks. They whispered among themselves, clearly unimpressed, as if the sum were nothing more than spare change.

Alisha’s brows furrowed as she glanced skeptically at Ashton.

She had always suspected there was more to Ashton’s story—he might not just be a mere branch manager of Skyline Group. However, that position alone was already a great success for many people.

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Surely, someone like him wouldn’t even blink at a figure like fifty thousand; for a man of his caliber, even five million was affordable.

Ashton leaned in close to her, his voice low and steady. “In a place like this, you’ve got to blend in. If we don’t take a gamble, people might start asking questions. Trust me, I’ve got my reasons.”

A look of realization crossed Alisha’s face. She might not have fully grasped his strategy, but she chose to trust his judgment and bit back any further questions.

To Antoni, fifty thousand was chump change, not even worth his attention. But it wasn’t the money that caught his interest; it was Alisha.

Ashton’s confidence only reinforced Antoni’s assumption that this charming man was just an inexperienced rookie who hadn’t yet faced the harsh realities of life.

An idea sparked in Antoni’s mind, a perfect opportunity to lure Ashton into a trap and humiliate him.

Wiping the grin off his face, Antoni leaned forward, arching an eyebrow. “Alright, hotshot! Since you’re so sure of yourself, I’ll take you on. And to keep things fair, I’ll let you decide the game.”

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