She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 611 Intentionally Supporting Her

Chapter 611: Chapter 611 Intentionally Supporting Her

Kya raised an eyebrow, "Yes, sir."

"By the way, have someone block the door for me as well. It’s a rare chance to have them all here together; don’t let them get away."

The subordinate immediately went to carry out the order.

Kya smiled, "Sir, they dare to come to your turf, they’re just seeking their own demise."

"So we need to play with them slowly," Asher Ross laughed.

Downstairs, everyone thought Hope Williams was just rushing to give away her money.

Although dice is a game of luck, those who’ve played a lot know there are some tricks to it.

Paisley Ginger, although he occasionally loses big, also wins a fair amount. And after mixing in the casino for so many years, compared to someone who has to ask about the rules on the spot, his win rate absolutely far exceeded Hope Williams.

"Let’s start quickly."

Paisley Ginger gestured for the croupier to begin.

Everyone stared intently at the croupier, waiting for them to shake and place the dice in the center. For the first round, Paisley Ginger bet high, Hope Williams bet low.

Everyone fixed their eyes on the croupier’s dice cup.

The cup was opened.

Five, four, two, eleven, high!

Paisley Ginger won.

A burst of laughter and jeers erupted from the sidelines.

Hope Williams listened to the comments around her, her expression unchanged, fiddling with a chip in her hand, resting her chin and said indifferently, "Continue."

The fact proved everyone’s speculation correct. Hope Williams continued to lose several rounds in a row; Paisley Ginger looked at his fifteen million and couldn’t stop grinning, almost floating; it seemed to have recouped all he had lost today.

"Young Madam Lewis, will you continue? This is already fifteen million, continue, and you’ll just lose more miserably." Naturally, Paisley Ginger hoped Hope Williams would continue.

However, he also felt it strange why Hope Williams would suddenly come to play with him.

At first, not knowing her identity, he didn’t think much of it.

Now, it just felt odd, something felt off, but he couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

Hope Williams said, "Of course, continue."

"This lady, spending money like this, did you ask for your man’s permission?" Someone couldn’t stand her attitude and questioned aloud.

"Yeah, having money doesn’t mean you can play like this, isn’t it foolish?"

Paisley Ginger stopped considering other things and laughed, "Did your husband agree to you spending like this?"

Waylon Lewis pressed his lips tightly, gestured for a waiter to come over, whispered something, then the waiter looked surprised, bowed slightly, and left.

Everyone was puzzled.

Soon, the waiter returned, exchanged five million in chips, and Waylon Lewis expressionlessly placed them in front of Hope Williams, saying in a deep voice, "Continue."

Hope Williams looked up, blinked at Waylon Lewis, her face showing a sly smile like a little fox.

Just now, the crowd’s chatter quietened instantly.

Waylon Lewis’s intent to back her up couldn’t be more obvious.

This woman played hard, and her man played even harder.

Now it’s not just a regular game, the key is that this man not only let her play but also actually bought chips for her.

Hope Williams gestured for the croupier to continue.

Paisley Ginger’s face was full of smiles, determined to win all the chips in front of Hope Williams; he raised an eyebrow slightly, "Young Madam Lewis, how much are you betting this time?"

Hope Williams raised her brows slightly, let her hand fall, and tossed the chips in her hand onto the table, then pushed several piles of chips forward in one go.

Estimated to be about ten million.

"High."

Seeing the pile of chips, Paisley Ginger’s eyes gleamed with excitement, and without hesitation pushed forward all the fifteen million chips he had won from Hope Williams just now, "I’m betting low."

Paisley Ginger felt his luck was up, and encountering Hope Williams, a woman seemingly down on her luck, he was obviously on a roll, buoyant.

The croupier finished shaking and directly placed the cup on the table.

Paisley Ginger seemed certain he would win, didn’t even look, his entire face was smug and looked at Hope Williams with pride.

The croupier lifted the cup...

Five, six, five, high!

Hope Williams won.

"Yes! Sis-in-law, you finally won." Wyatt Lewis was so excited he almost rushed over to hug Hope Williams, but was stopped by a cold stare from Waylon Lewis.

Wyatt quickly stopped, made a cheering gesture.

Paisley Ginger was stunned for a moment, looked at the points, and then at the chips being moved to Hope Williams’s side. After pausing for a moment, he finally came to his senses.

"Winning and losing is normal, continue."