Annie hadn't even gotten the chance to play a second round of that anything-goes turtle racing game when Baccarat, the kindhearted red-haired big sister who had taken her money earlier, came looking for her. She rather forcefully called a halt to the game and stopped Annie from entering again.
"Honestly!"
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"Really? I can't play that turtle racing game anymore?"
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Annie had been having a great time, so of course she was a little unhappy when someone told her to stop. As for whether anyone else was happy, she had no idea. She'd certainly been happy just now, because making money was so easy.
"Well..."
Looking at the ten silver chests full of chips, neatly stacked beside the little girl, Baccarat opened her mouth but couldn't say a word for a long while.
The brat had just won them—an entire billion. She'd nearly swept up all the profits that the attraction had made over the past two months in one go. The manager of that attraction was now glaring at her from the registration booth by the track.
After all, Baccarat had been the one to authorize the brat in front of her to enter using a hundred million.
"Ahem!"
"Miss Annie, turtle racing is too slow a way to make money. How about I take you to the VIP room upstairs instead?"
But this wasn't the time to think about that, so Baccarat quickly came to her senses, bent down with a stiff smile, and began trying to persuade her.
"Why?"
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"Winning ten times my bet at turtle racing is pretty fast, too!"
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"I'm really good at math, you know. If you don't believe me, I'll work it out for you... First, one billion. Second, ten billion. Third, a hundred billion. Fourth, a trillion. Fifth, ten