My Billionaire Mom
Chapter 513

"That's enough." Yvette was a little bashful.

She felt embarrassed that Chuck was kissing her in front of so many people.

If she said it was not enough, he would definitely continue to kiss her.

With Yvette helping him interpret, Chuck wanted to join in the fun. He had never been to a casino like this, so it should be enjoyable.

"Boss, your wife isn't as good as us. We have always been in the United States. I'm offering a very low price at only a hundred dollars for an hour," A beautiful woman commented reluctantly.

"Yes, I'm giving you a better offer. Only three hundred dollars for the entire night's translation, and you can also enjoy other special services," Another beautiful woman gave him an appealing flirty smile. "My husband doesn't need it. You can replace someone else," Yvette replied in a fluent American accent.

She had perfect grammar and articulation, as though she had been living her whole life in the United States. A few beautiful ladies were astonished as she could speak more fluently than them. They had been in this country for years and could not speak as well as her.

They left in disappointment, feeling ashamed of themselves after listening to Yvette. "Honey, you're amazing," Chuck flashed her a thumbs-up.

"You can do it as well. I'll teach you." Yvette used to tutor Chuck back then when they were both students. It was Chuck himself that refused to learn back then.

She couldn't really force him to learn it then, right?

At that time, if Chuck had known that his mother was filthy rich, he would definitely have made the effort to study diligently. If he had the money, he would have gone abroad. It would be beneficial for him to master another language.

However, it was better late than never.

Chuck felt that it was better to learn an additional language. At the very least, he would be able to communicate with locals even if Yvette and Betty were not with him.

"Okay," Chuck agreed, "Teach me at night."

"You naughty man. Okay, I'll teach you at night." Yvette knew what Chuck was thinking. However, she was not furious. She was Chuck's wife, and naturally found his words pleasing to the ear. Chuck grinned.

"Young Master, please wait a moment. I'll get you all some chips first," Betty said.

"Alright."

The casino was exactly like the ones in the movies that Chuck used to watch. It was filled with large crowds and well-dressed beauties with good figures, which were satisfying to look at. Chuck was wondering which game should he start playing first. Anyway, his mother had already told him to play casually, but he still had to replace something fun to play with.

What if he could win some money?

"Honey, what do you want to play?" Chuck asked.

Yvette did not know anything about gambling, so she let him decide and said, "Hubby, it's up to you. I'll be your interpreter."

"Okay, I'll give you all the money if we win," Chuck commented with a smile.

"No, hubby, you can keep it for yourself. You've already given me a lot, I don't need so much money." Yvette was moved.

Although she let her mother take over the Allen family business, she knew that she would take charge of it one day. Then, all the money would belong to Chuck too.

"Please," Yvette batted her eyelids at him. Chuck sighed. Yvette was his wife, so it was a commitment for him to take care of her financially.

"I will teach you later at night, alright? I'll teach you anything that you wish to learn." Yvette had to compromise since she knew that Chuck would not force her into doing something that she disliked. Chuck understood and flashed her a smile.

Yvette blushed and remarked, "You are really so bad... Honey, look, what are we playing?"

After thinking about it for a while, Chuck thought of playing something related to dice. After all, he had good hearing. No matter how rich his mother was, it was impossible for him to only want to lose. He had a desire to win once he set foot in the casino.

At this time, Betty brought over the chips.

"Young Master."

"How much do they cost?" Chuck was puzzled.

"Fifty million dollars. Master, feel free to play. If it's not enough, I'll get you more," Betty laughed.

"Well, let's go there then."

Chuck headed to a table. Betty and Yvette had no objections and followed him.

This was the sic bo table. Chuck took a look at it first. After all, he was clueless about the rules.

Betty was familiar with the rules and she explained it to Chuck. He found it interesting and was eager to give it a shot.

He was thinking of trying his luck first. Chuck then took ten thousand dollars worth of chips and placed them on the table.

Other guests had placed their bets on the casino gaming table as well. The dealer revealed the dice and Chuck did not win anything. He shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "Hubby, it's okay. This is merely the beginning," Yvette said, trying to comfort Chuck. The feeling of losing was not gratifying although ten thousand dollars was nothing to him. "I'm fine," Chuck replied with a smirk. This was just the starting point.

A few people mocked him for solely placing a ten thousand dollar bet in one-shot. Was this man unwilling to gamble?

"Good then. Take it easy, I'll be with you," Yvette mentioned with a wee smile. She did not want to see Chuck getting anxious.

Chuck shrugged and continued to bet. This time, he placed a bet that was worth one million dollars.

He felt good being able to bet so much at one go.

On the contrary, he did not win again and the other people at the table guffawed and started to gossip about him.

"He's such a fool. How can he play like that?"

Betty remained expressionless. This small amount of money was not a big deal. She was just here to keep Chuck company.

Chuck felt impotent. Why couldn't he win? He had good hearing, so perhaps he wasn't used to it yet. He continued to listen to the rolling dice attentively.

Yvette was afraid that Chuck would feel uneasy, so she secretly kissed Chuck and comforted him, "Hubby, don't be angry. Take your time." Chuck smiled and responded, "I won't, don't worry. Let's play together."

"Okay," Yvette took ten thousand dollars worth of chips and began to stare at the dealer. She was paying close attention to him with her killer instinct.

Her sixth sense told her that she would win this round.

She placed her bet and so did Chuck. However, none of them won. Yvette's fighting spirit was ignited. She asked, "Hubby, can I carry on playing?" "Haha, as you wish," Chuck commented happily.

Yvette took out another ten thousand dollars worth of chips. Although Chuck asked her to bet more, she was unwilling to. Ten thousand dollars was already excessive. What if she lost again? Yvette was reluctant to spend Chuck's money in this way.

Chuck didn't want to force her, so he just played along.

At the same time, in the security control room of the casino.

The supervisor was a woman from the United States. She was holding a red wine glass and was staring occasionally at the monitor. She suddenly caught sight of a foreign woman in the monitor. She was gorgeous and had an amazing figure similar to that of women in the United States.

Not only that, her figure was possibly even more curvy and attractive!

She stared at the foreign woman for a few seconds and was immediately reminded of someone. The woman was the target of the kill order executed by her boss in the killer organization.

Was that blood leopard?

She frowned and said, "Zoom in on her face."

"Here you go, Natasha."

The supervisor, Natasha was astonished to see the woman's enlarged picture. She exclaimed, "I can't believe that it's really her. I didn't expect Blood Leopard to be so beautiful. Gee, unfortunately, she's in the kill list and must die!"

"Natasha, do we need to inform the organization?" Someone asked.

"No, this is a golden opportunity for me to contribute to the organization. The reward is worth ten million dollars! I won't allow others to snatch it. Summon the rest and wait for my orders!"

Anyone from the killer organization could attempt to kill Blood Leopard. After all, one would be eligible for a reward often million dollars. Most importantly, they would have the chance to mingle with the superiors of the killer organization.

That was far more important than the ten million dollar reward.

"Alright." Someone left the room to make preparations.

"Haha, interesting. You clearly know that you are being hunted, yet you are daring enough to gamble here. Have you overestimated your capability? I have several killers with me and you're just a fledgling female killer! How many people can you defeat?" Natasha laughed mockingly. Only one order from her was needed and the Blood Leopard would not be able to get out of the casino alive.

"Find out the identity of the man and woman standing next to her," She instructed.

"Noted."

She walked to the front of the monitor and observed Chuck and Yvette placing their bets. She found their way of gambling ridiculous, and could foresee them losing a lot of money. Well, it's good enough for Yvette to contribute to her own business before she died.

Natasha questioned, "Any news?"

"The man has never set foot here before this. He should be a child from a wealthy family who's here for vacation."

"What about that woman?" Natasha looked down on this man as he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He was a nobody in the United States.

"As for that woman, I haven't found anything about her yet. All information about her has been blocked."

"Blocked? That's something worth investigating. Continue to look up her identity." Natasha shot Betty a cold stare.