A group had gathered around at the third floor of the Noble's Palace. It was the gambling floor of the luxurious organisation, and right now, an intense match was going on, and that was the reason that people had gathered around.
"Again!!'
"7 million!!"
"Again!!!"
"10 Million!!'
Preston was shaking in anger as he continuously made bids, and ended up losing again and again.
Travis by this time already had quit bidding. He was already out of all his savings, and his face looked extremely ugly as if he had been fed shit.
Max on the other hand was playing cleverly as well. He didn't dare to win continuously as even a fool would notice that something was wrong with it. Hence, he decided to tie a couple of rounds before winning. He would actually make the dice to take numbers which neither of them would have made a bid on, and hence there would be no winners.