My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 610 - 396: Wayne Malvin Just Won’t Admit Defeat_1

Chapter 610: Chapter 396: Wayne Malvin Just Won’t Admit Defeat_1

Wayne Malvin was already in too deep, his eyes red and gripping his fists angrily, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! My analysis wasn’t wrong, what’s going on? Are we really that unlucky?"

"Luck can’t always be on Owen Bertram’s side!"

Before the last two matches, Wayne had analyzed everything thoroughly, convincing the other Heaven’s Chosen to follow his bets, but they all lost decisively!

The final match was coming up, and one of the Heaven’s Chosen couldn’t help but say, "Mr. Malvin, why not change your perspective? There might be something fishy today."

Everyone has been following you, and we’ve already lost nearly 10,000 Spirit Jades. Although it’s not too painful, we can’t just let it all go to waste.

Some people were already wavering, wanting to place a heavy bet on the last match with Owen, to win back the money they’d lost before.

Wayne had fallen deep into a stubborn state, and hearing these words, he became even more irritable, "My analysis wasn’t wrong! Definitely not wrong! If you want to refute me, point out my mistakes! If you can’t find them, it means I wasn’t wrong. I don’t believe I can be this unlucky for the entire night!

Last match, I’ll bet 10,000 Spirit Jades, and I’ll win back everything I lost earlier!"

Owen Bertram, up in the box, asked the servant with a grin, "How much have I won tonight?"

The servant played along: "Congratulations, sir, you’ve won 600,000 Spirit Jades so far tonight."

Wayne and the other Heaven’s Chosen below wanted to vomit blood in frustration, while they kept losing money, this fellow was making a fortune with their money!

Owen grew happier and leaned out the window, calling out, "Wayne Malvin, thanks!"

"I originally thought you were setting a trap for me, but it turns out you’re a good guy. With this level of skill, you dare to say you’ve never lost since you were little?"

"Next time I come to watch the Insect Battle Competition, I’ll definitely invite you, my treat! Just by betting against you, I can win back any amount of money. You’re like a guiding light."

"Come on, take these 600,000 Spirit Jades, and bet it all on my opponent for the last match. I’m going to win big!"

The servant gladly took the Spirit Jades with a grin.

Owen asked Wayne, "Have you made up your mind yet? Come on, make a decision. Hey, you haven’t run out of money, have you?"

Wayne, furious, replied, "I have money! Our family fortune in the Capital is not something you country bumpkins can compare to!"

"Then why don’t you place your bet? If you run out of money, you can go ask your dear father."

Wayne Malvin angrily took out 100,000 Spirit Jades, and Owen sneered, "Every time you bet, you always bet less than me, yet you claim I have no money. Heh! What kind of Capital noble are you, just a stubborn poor guy."

Wayne’s veins throbbed on his forehead, grinding his teeth, "Just you wait! I’ll bet 600,000 too!"

Owen immediately said, "Then I’ll add another 6 million!" He stared at Wayne, "Do you dare follow?!"

Wayne stared back angrily, breathing heavily with his chest heaving, his pride severely wounded. He wanted to accept the challenge right away. But his recent experiences, especially reconciling with his father, had made him more mature, and he held onto the last shred of reason. He could barely cover 600,000, but 6 million...it really wasn’t possible.

Then suddenly, Owen laughed, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I won’t push you..."

Owen’s goal today was to involve Colby Dominic through Wayne, but did not necessarily need to push Wayne to a dead end. Although Wayne may have had malicious intentions behind forming an alliance, it was just Owen’s guess, and the other party had not actually done anything.

Owen felt that he didn’t need to make a permanent enemy, and decided to give Wayne a chance by sparing him this time.

However, this gesture infuriated Wayne beyond reason - he’s looking down on me!

"I’ll follow!" Wayne roared, then turned to the casino attendant and said, "I’m a revered Lord of the Central Prison, and my father is the Commander. Is this identity enough to borrow 6 million Spirit Jades and bet against this fellow?"

The attendant nodded, "Definitely! Please wait, I’ll bring someone who can decide."

Rushing away, after a moment of bewilderment, Owen shook his head: the prodigal son is still a prodigal son, you’re bringing this upon yourself.

The casino staff quickly took care of everything, helping Wayne with all the necessary loans and bets. In the end, when Wayne was about to sign the contract, several Heaven’s Chosen tried to stop him, saying, "Mr. Malvin, there’s no need for this, we just came here to have fun..."

Already completely irrational, Wayne shook off their hands and snapped "Don’t try to stop me! If I don’t vent this anger today, I’m not Wayne Malvin! If you’re really my friends, you’d bet with me and gamble against him!"

The Heaven’s Chosen all looked at each other, but no matter what Wayne said, none of them would follow his bet this time.

Wayne didn’t care, his eyes red with fury, and urged, "The last match! Get started!"