Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 313: Milton pointed at the chips in front of Musa and replied, "Do you mind if I borrow your chips?" "Sure, I don't mind, but I'm running low on chips. Looks like Mr. Harman's luck is shining bright tonight. I've almost lost all my chips," Musa's voice trailed off, looking a tad embarrassed. "It doesn't matter. I will just play one round," Milton replied coolly. "Alright." Musa pushed all his remaining chips toward Milton. "That's all I've got." Greyson shrugged and gestured for the cards to be dealt.

Musa laid out five community cards on the table: the ace of spades, the five of hearts, the nine of diamonds, the four of diamonds, and the queen of clubs. Greyson's card was the ace of hearts, while Milton's was the three of diamonds. Greyson obviously had the highest pair with his aces. He confidently pushed several thick stacks of chips into the pot. Musa glanced between the two of them and exclaimed, "Mr. Harman, your cards are great tonight. You're one lucky man. You've got the pocket rockets." He then glanced at Milton and suggested, "Mr. Lopez, it's not too late to fold.

Maybe the next round will be in your favor." But Milton brushed off his words, waving his hand and pushing all his chips into the pot. "Call," he declared. Musa dealt another round of cards. Greyson and Milton each received their card. Greyson's face lit up with a grin as he checked his hand. He boldly slid all his chips forward and challenged, "I'm all in. You in or not?" His eyes locked onto Milton's handsome, stoic face, daring him to take the bet. Milton didn't even glance at his card, his expression calm as ever. "It's not too late to back down now.

You won't lose much," Greyson said, feigning generosity and spreading his hands wide. "Besides, your chips are clearly not enough." gαℓησνℓs․com is your story source Implicitly, Greyson was suggesting that Milton shouldn't try to compete with him for Candice. Milton sneered in response. Musa, concerned that Milton might be upset, whispered, "Mr. Lopez, losing all your chips isn't a big deal. Let's play another round." He suspected that Greyson must have three aces to be so overconfident. Milton remained silent, his gaze steady and unwavering.

Suddenly, he reached over and removed his watch from his wrist. The expensive timepiece was worth ten million. Without hesitation, Milton placed the watch on the table and declared, "I don't care whether I win or lose. I have the guts to go all in." Greyson's expression darkened as he realized that Milton was daring enough to bet everything on Candice. . . .