chapter 50 Just luck!

The croupier forced himself to calm down and wiped the sweat from his forehead, but it was of no use. The sweat seeped out again. "This gentleman is very lucky, do you want to continue?" The dealer tried his best to sound calm, but he was uneasy in his heart, for fear that Abraham Griffith would not continue. The corners of Abraham Griffith's mouth hidden under the mask raised, and the next moment he pushed out all the three million chips in front of him. The surrounding gamblers were in...