She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 631: Cheyenne's Odds Are Ten to One

In the audience seats, some people had started setting up a gambling operation based on the outcome of that match. The majority of bets were placed on Mason winning the championship since he had been last year's champion and had received the teachings of Leandro. His odds were three to one.

Next was Eddie's bet. His true identity had been exposed as the grandchild of the Zamora family patriarch, so he was also a good option. However, since Onistead's people didn't know much about him, those betting on him simply felt that he seemed more reliable than the guy from Jostrana and Cheyenne. Eddie's odds were five to one.

As for the guy from Jostrana, his odds were seven to one.

As for Cheyenne, she had been quite unlucky, as only one person out of ten had been betting on her to win. So her odds had been the highest-ten to one!

That person was a little kid. While eating a lollipop, he stared at the group of strange adults huddled together. It's said they were gambling. He searched his pockets and finally found the remaining five dollars from his recent purchase. Assertively, he slapped the five dollars on the table.

"I want to join the bet too, I bet on Cheyenne to win."

The person taking bets unexpectedly saw the wrinkled five dollars and his lips twitched. He shooed the kid away with a dismissive tone, "Go away, where did this little brat come from? You haven't even grown any hair, and now you're into gambling? Five dollars... I could give more to beggars on the street."

The surrounding people burst into laughter, some even couldn't resist patting the kid's lightbulb-like head.

"Kid, don't you prefer snacks with five bucks? Why give it to the bookie? And besides, he doesn't lack your five dollars."

"Yeah, hurry and leave, don't block us from making money."

"Come on, let's continue. I'm going to bet three hundred thousand on Mason!"

"I'll bet too, twenty thousand on Mason and Eddie each!"

And so, Jay was mocked by everyone and kicked out of the gambling table. Someone even kicked him, and when he groaned in pain, the lollipop in his mouth fell to the ground. He had a mournful expression, greatly resembling a child who had lost his parents.

"This was my favorite blueberry flavor... The owner of the convenience store said they hadn't managed to restock it yet. Only one left... Boohoo..."

"Alright, stop crying. Can't we just go to another convenience store and get your favorite flavor?"

Suddenly, someone tenderly patted his shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw the familiar face of Professor Yvonne. She was holding a black plastic bag, looking somewhat mysterious. Jay blinked his eyes and stopped crying. Yvonne's words made perfect sense!

He decided to another convenience store!

Then, Jay heard Yvonne, who usually spoke softly, roar like a lion. The shocking content made him unable to recover his senses for a long time.

"I'll bet too, fifty thousand on Cheyenne!"

The people in the gambling hall fell into a brief silence until a cute and innocent voice shattered the quietude, pulling everyone out of their shock. "Yvonne, mine too! Add my five dollars!"

By that time, five dollars could turn into fifty dollars. He could buy a box of lollipops, hehe.

The bookie frowned and kindly reminded the old woman in front of him, "Ma'ma, is this your retirement money? Is it too risky to put it all on Cheyenne? I suggest you bet on Mason or split your bet!" The basic principle of investment is not to put all your eggs in one basket, right?

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If she doesn't even support the leader, who else will support her?

The bookie could only reluctantly take the money and turned to Yvonne, saying, "Everyone saw it, it was her own decision."

People around nodded in agreement.

"Wow, so lively here? Then I'll join in the fun too."

A stunningly beautiful woman with a hot figure and unrivaled charm walked over with three or four- bodyguards, and Adrian obediently followed behind her carrying her bag like an obedient dog.

Her aura was powerful, and her presence was extravagant.

Everyone couldn't help but make way for her.

Pair after pair of eyes filled with anticipation and admiration stared at the woman's enchanting figure, so incredibly beautiful.

Gracie's eyes scanned the table, then clapped her hands, and her entourage quickly placed a silver safe on the table.

It was opened.

The safe was filled with stacks of banknotes.

It could be estimated that there must be at least ten million.

But it was a big deal, and the bookie's eyes sparkled with excitement as he tried to please her, going forward to personally welcome the woman. "Miss, who would you like to place your bet on?"

Gracie simply gestured towards the

people behind her, and Adrian stepped forward confidently. With his aged voice, he explained, "Five million to bet on Cheyenne, and the rest on Mr. Miller."

Huh? What does that mean?

Is she not considering Mason and Eddie at all?

Leandro suddenly felt his pride, along with Moon Hall, being trampled upon, so to save face, he took out his savings.

And divided the money equally between the two children.

Seeing this, Eddie stopped him. "Grandpa, it would be best if you place my share on Cheyenne. I know my own medical skills can't compare to hers." "You, how can you belittle yourself?"

Considering his own strength being on par with Layne's, there was no reason why his grandson should lose to his granddaughter.

However, Eddie insisted on the change, and Leandro reluctantly agreed.

But secretly, he withdrew three million from the bet, and only placed two million on Cheyenne.

Little did he know that this small change of heart would cause him to miss out on a lucrative opportunity. Leandro later regretted this decision immensely.

In their seats, the man sat upright, holding a porcelain teacup with blue and pink floral patterns, sipping tea elegantly.

"Iker, have you placed your bet?"

Sophie held onto her little brother,

Lewis, who had woken up earlier today and was now sound asleep, drowsily nestled in her arms. A small white bubble formed on his nose, making him irresistibly cute, making one want to poke his face.

In such a crowded and chaotic environment, they initially didn't want to bring Lewis along.

But Lewis said he missed Cheyenne, so he insisted on coming along. Helpless, they had no choice but to bring him.

Iker glanced at Tanner who was crowded at the other end, opening his eyes and spouting nonsense. He spoke coldly, "I'm not interested in that boring stuff." Hearing this, Sophie covered her lips and giggled.

Her laughter abruptly stopped, and her face resumed a dignified and elegant expression. She calmly said, "What a shame, I bet on Mr. Miller to win." As she spoke, Sophie glanced in the direction of Lucien.