My Billionaire Mom
Chapter 517

The onlookers in the casino laughed out loud as they listened in on the conversation. Natasha was the Goddess of Gamblers after all, so she had the right to challenge him like this.

"Will the foreigner take her up on this?" Someone whispered.

"Definitely not. Luck is one thing, but when you encounter skilled people like her, it's useless!"

"I think so too. If it were me, I wouldn't play either..." A man muttered.

"Oh, so you admit to being a coward then?" Someone sneered at him.

"It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks, to be honest. It's billions of dollars on the line here! Who would agree to willingly lose so much money to her? I'd take the money over my dignity any day, thank you very much!"

Everyone had their own take on the situation. They were waiting for the final showdown.

"Sir, so what do you say?" Natasha taunted Chuck.

She loved to mock people like him.

Especially those who wanted to leave right after winning some money.

"Why don't we take this to your office?" Chuck said.

"You hooligan..." Yvette muttered. She didn't feel good about Chuck speaking like that to other women.

Natasha's eyes narrowed at that, her gaze ran cold. Had he actually flirted with her?

"Man, this guy really has guts! How dare he flirt with her! Doesn't he know who her partner is?" Someone in the crowd whispered.

"Shut up, are you trying to catch your death?" Another hissed.

The onlookers thought this young man was pretty foolish. Didn't he know who this woman was?

How could he flirt with her in public like that?

"You don't want to bet with me, do you?" Natasha glared at Chuck.

This man's teasing was causing everyone to make fun of her.

She was very annoyed. She would have asked her subordinates to barge in already if it weren't for the presence of so many guests here. "Why should I bet with you?" Chuck retorted.

"If you don't, that means you're a coward! That would mean everyone from your country is the same as well," Natasha said coldly.

How could this man still be so calm? He didn't even seem affected by her provocations at all!

"Oh, that's weird. Just because I won't gamble with you, that makes me a coward? How about this, I want you to jump off a building. By your rationality, if you don't jump, you'd be a coward too," he scoffed. She was a pro-gambler. In no way was Chuck going to lose all his money to her!

He knew that his gambling abilities could not compare to hers.

"You better watch your mouth," Natasha growled lowly. She had not expected such a reply from him.

"I don't care. I'm not betting with you either way," Chuck said. He didn't want to lose his lucky streak just like that.

He had won more than eight billion dollars just now. It was the most money he himself had ever seen!

He still wanted to continue winning. It would be great if he could win tens of billions of dollars. He could use the money to make a couple of investments when he returned home.

Natasha's eyes glared fiercely at him. The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees as gradual silence filled it.

"Hubby, whatever you do, you can't bet with her!" Yvette warned once more.

"I know, I'm not stupid," Chuck replied.

"I know that..." Yvette said in a low voice.

Chuck smiled smugly as he looked at the flustered supervisor. He'd like to see her try to force him into betting with all these people around them.

He'd make sure to close down the casino's business if she did.

The tension in the room was high.

Meanwhile, Betty walked aside to make a call to Karen. "Hey, I'm almost there," Karen said once she picked up.

She was already on her way over.

"President Lee, Young Master..." Betty trailed off, still a bit taken by surprise.

"What's wrong? Did he lose a lot of money? It's okay, let him be. As long as he's fine, let him have as many chips as he likes," Karen said. She knew that her son knew his own limits. He would not lose too much.

As her only son, his happiness came first before anything else.

"Actually... Young Master just won," Betty said. She still could not believe that Chuck had won so much money in just two rounds.

"Did he?" Karen replied, shocked.

"Yes. In fact, quite a lot of it..."

"Oh, how much did Chucky win?" Karen smiled as she inquired. This was really an unexpected surprise.

Psychoanalysis was particularly important when it came to gambling. As Karen had mastered it, she would always win big while betting.

"About eight billion dollars..." Betty answered.

"What?!" Karen exclaimed. She was not surprised by the figure that was mentioned. After all, eight billion wasn't a big deal to her. It was just that winning such an amount in casinos was unheard of. "How did he win?" Karen asked, curious.

Eventually, Betty told her the full story. "How interesting. I didn't expect Chucky to be so talented... I had honestly asked him to go there just so he could lose some money. That way I'd be able to negotiate a deal with someone there. I really didn't expect him to win at all..." Karen trailed off.

Karen didn't know how to react now. Chuck had unwittingly foiled her plans.

"Well, do you think Young Master should bet with the Goddess of Gamblers? I think she's never lost a game before and with his inexperience..." Betty started to fret as she spoke.

"Ask him to go ahead then, why not? Tell Chucky to gamble with her. I'll be there soon," she said. She was already close.

"I'll tell the young master right away. Alright, President Lee, I'll see you soon," Betty replied.

"Yes... Oh, by the way, how's Yvette?" Karen inquired.

"She was injured when she got here," Betty answered.

"It wasn't too bad, was it?"

"It was pretty serious, but she can still bear it. President Lee, if she goes on like this, she may..."

"Surpass me? And then kill me?" Karen stated, a smile on her face. She didn't feel an inkling of fear.

"Well... You're already one of the top three combat experts in today's world. You'll soon surpass the top one. Even if she practiced for another twenty years, she might not be able to even garner half of your skills, but... Yvette is young. Twenty years later, she would only be in her forties and you would already be in your sixties..." This was Betty's main concern.

It was inevitable that people would grow old and die. Once Karen hit sixty, her skills would eventually go downhill. At that time, Yvette would be at the peak of her abilities.

It was going to be a close fight.

Even if Karen had maintained her physical strength, her age was still a major factor to be taken into consideration. Yvette would have a twenty-year advantage over her no matter what.

"It's okay. The better Yvette is, the more reassured I am. This means that Chucky will be safe. Besides, I may be just as strong when I'm sixty, you know," Karen said, optimistically.

After all, she was still training herself every day. She had increased the weight of her special bracelets recently. They were about eighty pounds now. If she kept this up, she would still be confident in her physical fitness even once she hit her sixties.

"Well, I think that Yvette has great potential," Betty started.

"That's good. Right, let's not talk about this now. Get Chucky to continue playing, alright?" Karen reminded.

"Noted, President Lee, I think someone from the casino has come to stop us. They will probably make their move soon," Betty said in alert.

She had been following Karen for a long while, so she was incredibly vigilant. When she came in, she could sense that something was off right off the bat. "Alright, I know. I'll get there as soon as I can." "Okay."

After Betty hung up the phone, she walked to Chuck's side and relayed the information, "Young Master, President Lee wants you to bet with her."

Chuck was taken aback and asked, "Did she really say that?"

Yvette was a little bit nervous. This must mean that the woman who killed her father was on her way here now. How should she face her? "That's right. She did," Betty confirmed.

"Well, since Mom said so, I will do as she wishes," Chuck said.

"It'll be fine. President Lee was surprised to hear that you won just now, you know," Betty continued.

"Really?" He laughed as he said. Not long after, he directed his gaze back at Natasha, "Okay, I'll bet with you!"

Since his mother was coming over soon, he was not afraid in the slightest.

"Glad that you've finally come to your senses," Natasha sneered. She was going to make him lose all the money that he had won just now.

Chuck shrugged nonchalantly at that. The crowd started up again as they watched the interaction.

"Wow, really? He actually agreed?"

"This is incredible!"

"Oh boy, he better prepare himself for the big loss that's coming." "He's going to lose everything for sure. She's the Goddess of Gamblers, for Christ's sake!"

The onlookers crowded around them, waiting for the game to start in anticipation. This foreigner would be betting with eight billion dollars! Everyone thought he was bound to lose. After all, he was a nobody and wasn't as skilled at this like Natasha was.

He was going to lose big time!