The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)

Chapter 396

Walter thought that Nathaniel would be nervous after a continuous losing streak, but he never expected Nathaniel to look so confident. Thus, he was a little surprised.

"You seem confident, Mr. Ye."

Walter smiled lightly, but Nathaniel did not say much in reply.

"Hurry up and start. Why are we delaying? You're all acting like a bunch of old ladies. Are you here to gamble, or are you too afraid of losing?"

As soon as Nathaniel spoke, Walter really felt like punching him in the face.

However, Walter decided not to bicker with him and the both of them started playing.

In the beginning, Nathaniel was still losing. Perhaps it was because of bad luck, but his losing streak made Walter rather overconfident.

"Mr. Ye, I think you'd better give up. You've lost five million in less than half an hour. Plus, you said you'd only brought eight million. It'd be a shame to lose it all."

Behind Nathaniel, Thomas's heart was riddled with anxiety.

Mr. Ye was always successful in business, so why did he keep losing when it came to gambling?

However, Nathaniel stayed calm and replied, "It's just five million. I can bear to part with the money. Master Song, you seem to be rather shortsighted."

"Why don't we change to something else? Perhaps this might not be the right game for you."

Walter suggested.

"It's up to you."

Nathaniel wasn't picky, and he went along with whatever Walter wanted. However, his nonchalant attitude made Thomas break out in a cold sweat.

After that, the both of them changed to five-card stud poker.

Strangely, Nathaniel seemed to have excellent luck at this new game, and he always seemed to have the slightest edge over Walter every time.

As Walter saw the number of chips in front of him decreasing, he could no longer muster a smile.

Then Nathaniel looked at him coldly and said, "Perhaps you're not too great at this game.

How about we switch?"

Thomas nearly collapsed.

Although Nathaniel had won back his earlier losses, did he need to be so arrogant?

It was hard enough to not lose any money, but what did Nathaniel want to do now?

Walter looked at Nathaniel and assumed that he'd just gotten lucky. So, he smiled and replied, "No need, I'm not a sore loser."

"You're a generous man, Master Song. Shall we continue?"

"Come on."

After that, Walter became serious.

However, he still kept losing no matter how seriously he played.

The chips stacked in front of Nathaniel grew even higher, and his was depleting. Before the hour was up, Walter had lost nearly all of his money.

Then he frowned slightly.

At the same time, Thomas felt that it was truly miraculous.

Did Nathaniel somehow get Lady Luck to smile down on him?

But why didn't this happen in the other casinos?

Meanwhile, Nathaniel asked calmly, "Master Song, are we still playing?"

"Of course we are."

Right now, Walter was embroiled in a bitter conflict with Nathaniel.

It was kind of weird.

Nathaniel always lost at the other casinos, but why did he keep winning here?

Walter couldn't figure it out, but Mango had caught wind of Nathaniel gambling at this casino and she observed him. Hence, she easily spotted the plan.

Did Walter even know who Nathaniel was?

Although Nathaniel wasn't a frequent gambler, he was a genius. So, how could he keep losing all the time? Furthermore, the money he lost earlier could be just a distraction, as what he wanted to do most was take Walter's money.

It was clear from the way he acted that he was coming for Walter. Unfortunately, Walter did not see that. On the other hand, Mango saw what was happening clearly.

She sighed softly, knowing that Walter would probably lose very badly today.

It was child's play for a genius like Nathaniel to trap someone.

After that, Mango had someone lass a message to Walter to stop playing and cut his losses as soon as possible. However, it just seemed to Walter that Mango didn't want Nathaniel to lose any more money.

If Mango had said this in the beginning, then he might have heeded her advice and dismissed Nathaniel.

However, he had been humiliated at his own casino, and thus he couldn't admit defeat in front of Nathaniel.

Hence, Walter did not say anything and continued gambling with Nathaniel.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel spotted that someone had arrived to pass a whispered message to Walter. The other man then pondered thoughtfully for a moment before waving the messenger away.

With that, Nathaniel knew that Mango had realised something.

It seemed that she was truly hiding here.

Well then!

This was great!

Not only could she sit still when she knew that Nathaniel was here, but she could also even try to help Walter with his game. This made Nathaniel even more determined to make Walter lose miserably.

The more Nathaniel thought about it, the angrier he got and the murderous vibe around him startled Thomas.

Wasn't Nathaniel winning money?

Why was he so angry?

He was a little confused, and so was Walter.

In fact, Walter should be the angry one instead.

Nathaniel was obviously here to cause a fuss, and yet he still looked so pissed off even when Walter was losing. If he didn't know better, he would think that Nathaniel had lost money.

"Mr. Ye, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry?"

Walter asked softly.

Then Nathaniel sneered and replied, "Nothing, I just thought of something irritating. I'm sorry for spoiling your mood. Come, let us continue."

"Are you sure you want to keep playing?"

"I'm sure."

However, Nathaniel almost gnashed his teeth in anger as she spoke.

Meanwhile, Thomas felt that Nathaniel wasn't really here to gamble today. Instead, he seemed to be out for blood, which scared

Thomas.

After that, the both of them started playing once more.

This time, Walter kept losing no matter what game he changed to, and he did not win even once. On the other hand, Nathaniel seemed to be able to clinch victory every time.

In less than an hour, Walter had lost more than ten million dollars.

He started to sweat nervously.

Who the f*ck was spreading fake news?

They called Nathaniel Mr. Moneybags who threw his money at everyone.

Alas, that was obviously fake!

Meanwhile, Thomas's eyes widened when he saw Nathaniel winning so much money.

He wasn't dreaming, was he?

How did Nathaniel manage to be such a pro at gambling?

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Then, Thomas rubbed at his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. Nevertheless, he was still very shocked.

The only person who was relatively calm was Nathaniel.

In fact, he didn't even look at the money in front of him as he sneered at Walter. "So, do you want to keep playing?"

Walter had said that to Nathaniel not long ago, and Nathaniel had now used his own words against him.

Thus, Walter felt as if he'd been verbally slapped in the face.

"Of course I'll play! But I hope you won't mind as I have to use the bathroom."

"Go ahead."

In fact, Nathaniel couldn't care less about why Walter was leaving.

After Walter left the table, Nathaniel said to Thomas, "Go and follow him. See who he's sent to that room on the third floor and report back to me."

"Huh?"

"What are you confused about? Do you think we're really here to gamble today?"

Nathaniel felt that Thomas's brain was malfunctioning today.

On the other hand, Thomas was at a loss for words.

"Aren't we here to gamble? You've won so much money."

At that point, Nathaniel really wanted to hit Thomas over the head. Had he become stupid since he fell in love?

"Hurry up and go!"

"Yes, okay!"

Thomas had no idea why Nathaniel was doing this, but he followed Walter anyway.

Just as Nathaniel thought, Walter did not go upstairs. Instead, he sent a waiter up to the third floor.

Meanwhile, Thomas was very skilled at following people, and he was very good at avoiding discovery.

He followed the waiter upstairs and saw him enter Room 306. After that, Thomas quickly returned to Nathaniel.

"Mr. Ye, he entered Room 306."

Nathaniel nodded in reply.

Just as Thomas wanted to ask Nathaniel further questions, Walter came back carrying another stack of chips.

"Mr. Ye, I have another ten million here. Let's see if you're good enough to win it."

"Fine, but I'm a little tired. Let's get this over with."

After that, Nathaniel looked at his watch and continued flatly, "I can wipe you clean in half an hour. I'm sure you wouldn't mind right?" "Mr. Ye, you're truly boasting here. Do you think you can win ten million in half an hour? What a joke."

"Let's try it then!"

Nathaniel laughed triumphantly, and Walter became angry at that.

He'd figured out that Nathaniel was here to kick up a fuss, but with his reputation as Mr. Moneybags out there, no one would believe that Nathaniel was doing it on purpose.

Walter was destined to lose today.

Meanwhile, the both of them faced off and were ready for another battle of cards.

However, Nathaniel sat back and said with a smile, "Can't afford to lose?"

"Of course not. How could a casino owner be a sore loser?"

"Then what are we waiting for? Come on, then!"

Nathaniel had a mocking expression on his face, but Walter couldn't do anything to him because Nathaniel was a guest. Hence, he had no choice but to continue.

In exactly half an hour, Walter's ten million had become Nathaniel's.

Thomas nearly went insane with joy.

The money that they'd lost over the past few days had all returned.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel was comforted by the look on Walter's face.

"Thank you for gifting me such a large sum of money. I'll be taking it now."

It would have been fine if Nathaniel hadn't said anything. But since he did, Walter just became nauseated at the sound.

"Take care, Mr. Ye. I won't be sending you off."

"Wait a minute, I might be coming here again tomorrow. After all, I'm losing in all the other casinos in Ocean City except in yours."

Nathaniel's words almost drove Walter mad.

This sly son of a b*tch!

Walter knew that Nathaniel had tricked him, but he still had to smile and see him out.

After that, Nathaniel and Thomas gladly exchanged the chips for money and left Ruby Taco Casino proudly.

Meanwhile, Walter angrily smashed everything around him.

"That b*stard Nathaniel! He planned to trick me all along!"

On the other hand, Mango just sighed softly. She'd already asked Walter to stop earlier, so what could she say when he lost so much money?

On the other hand, Thomas was overjoyed to see that all the money had returned, that he couldn't stop smiling.

As soon as they left the casino, Nathaniel muttered, "Let's turn back to the casino. However, we're stopping behind it as I want to get to Room 306."