To be honest, when he not only hadn't lost after going all-in but had won another two million chips,
Fang Ran instinctively realized it was getting too late. He didn't even have time to stare at Adeline in shock and speechlessness for a few more moments before preparing for the next round, determined to get rid of the "little mountain" in front of him as quickly as possible.
But it was still too late.
"May I ask whether the three gentlemen enjoyed yourselves tonight?"
Thinking that it was finally over, Sidmon walked in with a sense of relief. Wearing a professional smile, he approached the gambling table and spoke:
"We have prepared dinner in the restaurant. Of course, if you do not wish to dine, the hotel has also prepared Presidential Suites for you."
Hearing that, Fang Ran realized that tonight's Gambling Game was over and that he hadn't even spent all one hundred million.
At that moment, he truly felt there was no turning back.
"Young Master, the Gambling Game has ended."
After Sidmon finished speaking with a smile, Adeline calmly leaned down beside Fang Ran's ear and reminded him that they could leave now.
Still silently mourning the loss of his only chance tonight, Fang Ran covered his eyes with one hand and sighed weakly when he heard her voice.
"Can't we discuss playing a few more rounds with them?"
"I'm afraid not. The number of rounds was agreed upon before the Gambling Game began. Young Master, your luck was too good tonight. They probably would not be willing to continue playing."
"And making such a forceful request would make you seem 'greedy,' which would also harm your image."
The objective calmness in Adeline's cool voice extinguished the last sliver of fantasy that Fang Ran himself had not