"Whoever has the most losses is out. Do we all know who that is?" Mr Connor's face fell as the old man spoke, "Mr Connor, please exit the game."
"Don't let me repeat myself again," the man said sternly, and Mister Connor stood up. "What about my property? a... and my share... my everything?"
"You staked it and you lost it, so it's ours," the old man said. "But I can win it back, I'm sure...."
The steward beckoned some bouncers to escort Mr Connor out of the room.
"How much do you have to stake?" the old man asked Astrid. Astrid smiled as she took Mr Connor's seat. "I like to start small, so how about hundred million?"
The old man let out a laugh. "It's quite small but it's okay. Since you are a beginner, I'm staking my shares at the Broadview Hotel and two hundred million."
"Oh, you are trying to intimidate her," one of the men said, puffing on his cigarette and laughing.
As the game progressed, Astrid won the last two rounds. Her face beamed with smiles due to the amount of money she
