Invincible Heir

Chapter 117 Fuck Off

Still gambling?! Terry the old fart! Baron frowned slightly.

Gamblers were extremely hateful. For his kind of people, there would be only one ending, and this

ending would not look happy.

“It seems that some extraordinary methods must be used to get him out of gambling addiction.” Baron

said suddenly.

“Do you have a good way?”

Tracy asked quickly when he heard the words.

To Tracy, her farther was never such a person, even if he stayed at home all day and had nothing to do,

he would never go to that kind of place.

Now he didn't even return home, and Sherry didn’t give a care about him and just watched her TV all

day long.

“I need your cooperation in this matter, so that's it ..."

After thinking about it for a while, Baron spoke out his plan.

“Doing this will not cause any trouble, will it?” Tracy looked worried.

"Don't worry, with me, nothing will happen.” Baron looked confident.

Leaving Lara to Yuri for night care, Baron and Tracy left the Peak Hotel.

In almost twenty minutes, the two arrived at the King Club.

King Club, the top club across the entire Cona, owned various entertainment venues. But its poker

room on the top floor, was the most attractive spot.

“We are going to the top floor!”

Baron took Tracy to the front desk and said straightforwardly.

“With all due respect, sir. Your name?” said the front desk respectfully. “Tonight, the top floor is member

only.”

Baron threw out a credit card and simply said, “It's okay if we want to be your members, right?”

The manager was shocked, when he saw the card with black back and golden frame. He his attitude

changed several times for the better, with a professional smile on his face, “Sir, allow me to introduce

our ranking system of memberships..."

"Shut up. I want the best. For both of us. And keep your mouth shut."

The manager was interrupted by Baron, then he smiled in silence immediately.

The poker room on the top floor kept privacy for the big guys. All people who wanted to enter, had to

pass a certain threshold.

Membership was the best means for making sure that.

Soon, the two membership cards were processed, and it costed Baron two million.

The privacy of King Club was well kept. Fingerprint verification, identity check, and video surveillance.

Going to the top floor must be very hard.

“I know you are rich. Even though, you can't waste your money like this! Two members are two million.

This is rubbing!"

After the manager walked them to the top floor, Tracy rolled her eyes and said.

Baron smiled, “As long as it helps me to go home early.”

As soon as they got out of the elevator, they were stopped by a table full of masks. Apparently to

protect the identities of some important figures.

Baron took one casually and covered his face, then said to Tracy, “You find Dad first, I'll be there later."

"Good!"

Tracy knew the plan. Baron was here, she had nothing to worry. She turned around and entered the

poker room.

In the spacious hall, there were many guests, all wearing masks.

She had to admit that King Club was running very well. Many high-end gamblers came here just for the

club’s precaution on protecting identifications. Plus the simple membership system, which also was a

big income.

But the real revenue of King Club came from the poker room.

“Tracy! You are here. "

As soon as Tracy entered the room, she heard a familiar voice.

She had just turned around to see a woman came over, wearing a beige dress. It was her high school

classmates, Susan.

Susan dressed up very simply, a beige off-shoulder long dress, a pair of light coffee-colored high heels

under her feet, and a layer of light makeup on her delicate face.

“Where is my dad?”

Tracy hurried forward to greet her and asked anxiously.

“Come with me. "

Susan knew that Tracy was in no mood of catching up. So she took Tracy to a card table.

Then Tracy saw her father. Terry had a shaggy beard, his eyes flushed with bloodshot, and he was still

holding a deck of cards in his hand.

“Dad, it has been days, are you still not going home?"

Terry finally got a good deck of cards, and Tracy’s voice suddenly came.

His hand holding the card suddenly trembled, and the card almost fell to the ground, his face was a

little flustered, “Why are you here?”

"I’m here to bring you home."

Tracy couldn't help crying when she saw Terry like this.

After a few days, Terry's beard grew, and his hair was messy. He lost a lot of weight and looked very

embarrassed.

“Old T, do you want to continue or not? Get out if you don't play. Don’t waste our time."

At this time, a nouveau riche with a thick gold chain around his neck said impatiently.

“Fuck you! Who said I’m quitting?” Terry said hurriedly.

Ignoring Tracy, he tossed a few chips on the table, “I follow!"

“Dad, stop playing and come home with me!”

Tracy reached out to grab Terry’s card.

Terry was furious, holding a card in one hand, and pushing Tracy away with the other, and said angrily,

“I'm going to win, you get out of here!"

“Dad, I beg you! Stop it, okay?”

Tracy's face was full of pain, not because of the planned scene, but because she was really sad to see

Terry like this.

"Go!"

Terry roared, and then dropped a few more chips over, “I follow!"

"I'm opening!”

Another poker player tossed a few chips to the table and opened the card directly.

“Ha-ha, I won!”

The nouveau riche with thick gold chains laughed and took all the chips from the table back in front of

him.

Terry lost a lot again, and suddenly looked annoyed, “I am finally getting lucky, and it was ruined by the

bad luck you brought, you get out of her! Get out of here! "

Tracy’s eyes were filled with tears, and she bit her red lips and stared at Terry.

Just now, those poker players were all focused on playing cards. Now when this hand was over, they

saw Tracy. All of them suddenly looked evil.

“Old T, I think you are about to lose all again. Why don't you lend me your daughter to play for a few

days, and I will give you one million? "

At this time, the nouveau riche wearing a thick gold chain said with a smile, while speaking, his eyes

were still staring at Tracy.

“Shut up before I smack you."

Terry exploded immediately, and stood up quickly, “Anyone dares touching my daughter, I will kill him.

Swear on my life!”

Baron, who had been very dissatisfied with Terry, was secretly applauded hearing what he said.

‘It's just that, I don't know if my plan can be implemented smoothly.’

The nouveau riche was scolded by Terry in public, immediately lost face, and suddenly stood up, “Terry,

you really want to die, don't you?”

At this moment, Baron walked behind the nouveau riche, grabbed his shoulder, forcing him to leave his

seat uncontrollably.

"Go to another table."

Baron deliberately pressed his throat and said.

“You son of…"

The nouveau riche was about to scold. When he saw the grimace mask on Baron’s face, his throat

seemed to be strangled, and he just took the words back.

Here, those who were wearing a mask were very likely to be someone important, and he is just a Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

nouveau riche, so he dare not take risks.