Chapter 253

Henry's expression darkened instantly. There was a limit to what he could tolerate. He wasn't about to let this brat slide for ridiculing him. With a cold snort, he waved at Atticus and ordered, "This is a check for six million dollars. Get me my chips." Atticus' eyes lit up. Nodding eagerly, he responded, "Right away, Mr. Yates." Ambrose chewed his gum, the corners of his lips curling into a smirk. "Old man, did you just cash out your entire pension? If you're broke, I'd advise you to sit this one out. You can't afford to play with me." Leaning back in his chair, he snapped his fingers. Immediately, a gorgeous woman appeared from behind, stepping up to massage his shoulders. Henry's forehead bulged with veins as his glare sharpened. "Dude, don't get too cocky! You won't even know how you lost by the time I'm done with you." All these years in the casino, no one had dared to provoke him like this. This brat had no idea what he was getting into! Ambrose shrugged nonchalantly. "