I Am the Ruler of All

"I'm going to squander it!"

When Eric said that, Jett almost kneeled in front of him. By running this errand for Eric, he could at least make a few thousand in commission and tips!

"Y-Yes, I'm going right now!"

Right when he wanted to go to the cashier, Kingsley stopped him. "Hang on, I want to exchange chips as well!"

"You, too?" A look of indifference appeared on Jett's face. "You can exchange that 1,000 in chips by yourself! I can't be bothered to serve you."

At the moment, he already thought of Eric as his cash cow, so he could no longer be courteous to Kingsley.

With an icy face, Kingsley retorted, "500,000 is money, but 1,000 isn't?"

Jett chuckled and spat, "Sir, 1,000 is really not considered as money in Sunshine Casino! To put it bluntly, the beggar at the entrance of the entertainment city may not even want your 1,000 even if you offer it to them."

Nodding their heads, the people around agreed. "Yeah, is 1,000 considered as money now? The cheeks of this guy to say it out loud!"

"I think this guy is a mere university student, thinking that he can show off with two weeks of living expenses. What an innocent and silly guy."

With a smug face, Eric said to Paige, "Gorgeous, did you hear that? It's just a waste of your youth to date a person like this, and you'll regret it once you graduate from university! Only a capable young master like me can give you happiness. Don't you understand this truth?"

Paige sulked. "I don't care about that! Do you think you're great just because you're rich?"

"You're a gutsy woman, and an innocent one at that! I like you too much, really!" Smiling indecently, Eric revealed his teeth. "After sleeping with so many gold-diggers, it's such a fresh feeling to run into a white rabbit out of the blue!" he said and waved to Jett. "Go and exchange 1,000,000 in chips, half of it is for this pretty girl!"

After he said that, Jett took in a breath of cold air, thinking, This is how generous a man should be! Then, the despise he had for Kingsley deepened as he cursed silently, This stingy, poor loser!

Right then, a man wearing the same uniform as Jett walked in and passed the car keys to Paige and Kingsley politely. "Dear guests, your cars have been properly parked and here are your keys."

"Darien, this guy just offended Mr. Yorkshire earlier, so you don't have to be so nice to him," Jett said with a sulk.

The attendant who came to deliver the car keys flinched and he stammered, "H-He has offended Mr. Yorkshire?"

"Yeah!" Jett rolled his eyes. "And this loser can only afford 1,000 in chips. Why are you so polite to him?"

Darien's face fell, and he stole a glance at Eric. "But… a person who buys 1,000 in chips is a guest as well…" he mumbled and bowed to Kingsley. "Your cars are parked at slot number 9 and 10 in section C. If you need help, I can lead you there when you're leaving."

Seeing that Darien was still so polite, Jett rolled his eyes again and muttered under his breath, "Dumb*ss!"

Eric was also unhappy and he glared at Darien. "I'll remember you. The next time I meet your manager, I'll get him to give you the boot immediately!"

"N-No…" Blood drained from Darien's face and he begged, "Please let me off, Mr. Yorkshire…"