America 1919

Seeing such a situation, Donnie glanced at Steve Cotting beside him, whose face turned slightly red upon witnessing the scene.

As the dealer stopped shaking the dice cup and placed it on the table, everyone turned their attention towards Lival McKee and Drake Watt.

Lival McKee and Drake Watt paid no mind to the gaze of others, merely exchanged a glance, and then looked together at the 'big' bet area of the table, having made their decision.

The two of them laid out two thousand US dollars in chips on top of it.

Immediately, many people began following their lead and placed their bets, naturally also on the 'big' bet.

"Open, open, open...."

"Big, big, big...."

Shouts erupted within the casino hall, some people's faces flushed with excitement, but still they shouted loudly.

Lival McKee and Drake Watt appeared calm and confident.

As the dealer slowly lifted the dice cup, the shouting reached a crescendo. Every person stared intently at the dice cup. Nucky and the others, though trying to maintain their composure, couldn't help but slightly tiptoe to catch a glimpse of the action. However, upon seeing Donnie standing with his hands behind his back exuding confidence, they all displayed somewhat embarrassed expressions.

They couldn't see the situation at the gambling table, but they heard the dealer's shout.

"1, 2, 4—seven points, small!"

The huge shouts that could have lifted the ceiling instantly turned into sounds of regret, and some even let out wails.

"My money, my money, that's all my savings!"

Hearing such exclamations, the Surf Hotel's security immediately rushed over. If anyone dared to cause trouble at this time, they would make it clear why the flowers were so red. Discover exclusive tales on My Virtual Library Empire

At this moment, both Lival McKee and Drake Watt showed expressions of shock. They had been certain that the numbers they heard called out were definitely 'big.'

But now, the dice cup revealed 'small,' which they couldn't believe.

Nucky and the others were even more astonished as they looked at Donnie, unable to comprehend how he had done it.

The dealer continued to faithfully fulfill his duties, and after the waitstaff had collected all the chips from the table and paid out the winning bets, the dealer shook the dice cup again.

Lival McKee and Drake Watt's expressions were grave, their focus intensified, considering the previous outcome a minor mistake.

When the dealing ended, and the bets were placed again, the look in people's eyes directed at the two men was no longer as admiring as before but carried a hint of doubt.

However, when they saw that this time the two had placed a four thousand US dollar bet, many still began to follow suit and place their bets!

Nucky and his group also turned their attention from Donnie to the gambling table at this time. One success didn't mean much; they wanted to see if Donnie's methods could continue to keep him winning.

As the howls rose again, Nucky and his people were completely stunned. Could Donnie have really found a way to solve the problem?

Such doubt, with the subsequent dozen consecutive winning throws, forced Nucky and his people to believe that Donnie had indeed found a solution to the problem.

Because Lival McKee and Drake Watt kept losing. In just these dozen or so rounds, they had already lost a hundred thousand US dollars!

And if you include the gamblers who had been betting alongside them, just from this one table, they had already won back two hundred thousand US dollars for Surf Hotel!

On a normal day, let alone one table, even the entire Golden Hall's income for a day might not total that much!

"Donnie, how did you do it?" Nucky couldn't help but ask.

Donnie looked towards Joshua Allen, and Joshua Allen explained on Donnie's behalf, "Boss found a suitable material to replace the dice cup's base. I tried it out last night and discovered that the sound the dice make when they hit this new base is completely opposite to that of a glass base. If they hear 'big', the result will be 'small'! That's why these two keep losing!"

Nucky suddenly understood, and he couldn't help but admire Donnie for coming up with such a method. However, he then thought of another possibility.

"If the opponents realize they have been guessing wrong all along, wouldn't they change their betting strategy? Wouldn't that make our switch meaningless?"

Joshua Allen confidently said, "If it were you, Mr. Nucky, of course, that would be possible because you are not a gambler and are a very rational person. But gamblers are different, especially professional gamblers. They have strong self-confidence, and they will always believe in themselves. Normal people might think that way, but they won't. They always trust their own judgement, and even now, despite their doubts, they still believe betting is essentially a 50% chance of winning. So, they will still trust their decisions!"

"Is it really so?" Nucky, despite his confidence in understanding a gambler's psychology, couldn't help but doubt.

"Nucky, since Donnie has already found a solution, I think we should trust him. Let's just watch the downfall of these people!"

Ashuwebb, who had supported Nucky in yesterday's meeting, was now completely backing Donnie!

Hearing Ashuwebb's words, Nucky frowned slightly but said nothing.

Indeed, the situation was exactly as Joshua Allen had analyzed. Although they kept losing, Lival McKee and Drake Watt continued to bet according to their judgement, and at this point, they had lost the most basic quality of a professional gambler—calmness.

After losing their calm, their betting stakes grew even larger.

Soon, they had lost over half a million.

Just as Nucky and his people were ready to watch them lose everything, Donnie suddenly left them and walked over.

"Gentlemen, winning and losing at the gambling table is commonplace. Today, it's clear that the two of you don't have the best luck. In my view, it's not bad to stop while you're ahead. You still have over a hundred thousand dollars that you won from our Surf Hotel, which is more than enough to enjoy life for a while. Why continue further?"

Donnie's counsel immediately sparked a fierce burst of applause and cheers from the surrounding gamblers—an upstanding casino owner indeed!

Unfortunately, Lival McKee and Drake Watt, who were burning with rage from their losses, couldn't hear Donnie's words. "I have a feeling that we will win the next round. As long as you, Mr. Block, can assure us you will cash our chips, that's all that matters!"