Ethan gritted his teeth. “All right. Let’s go with your plan. We’ll use one round to determine the winner. Let’s see who rolls the lowest number.”

The dealer, standing between them, observed the start of this high-stakes match. “Gentlemen, the dice are ready. Please check them; if everything’s good, we can begin.”

The female croupier presented the dice to Ethan, then to Yvette, who nodded her approval. She then followed procedure, walking in front of the camera for the benefit of the outside audience.

The highly anticipated gambling match began. Ethan graciously allowed Yvette to go first.

Yvette paused, her leg casually crossed. “No need. You go first.” After she'd produced $100 million, Ethan no longer viewed Yvette as an ordinary nobody. He needed to be cautious, even though victory seemed assured. This game could only end one way; there was no room for loss.

Ethan shook the dice cup vigorously before throwing it high. His ears twitched, showcasing his skill at sound recognition. After three seconds, the cup landed with a loud smack.

“Hey, pretty, I’ll call off this bet if you say yes to being my girlfriend,” he urged.

“No!” Ryan, who had been silent, interjected. He still didn't believe Yvette could win, even with $100 million at stake. He couldn't stand by and watch her walk into a dangerous situation.

Ethan, seeing Ryan's uncharacteristic loss of composure, felt even more smug.

Yvette propped her chin on her hand, a playful glint in her eyes. “I’m not interested in being your girlfriend, but I’ll consider being your boss.”

Her retort sent the crowd into laughter. They marveled at her sharp remark. Exclamations filled the air: “Who is this girl? She’s so funny!” “I really want to ask her out!” “Forget it. It’s not worth getting on the Brooks family’s bad side for her.” “I wouldn’t mind dying if it meant I could be with her.”

Ethan’s anger flared. His teeth ground together as he glared at Yvette. “Do you know who my dad is? How dare you talk so big!”

Yvette, impatient with the delay, said, “I know your dad, Daniel Brooks, is Seacrity’s deputy mayor. Is this game on or not? Stop dawdling.”

Ethan, realizing she clearly disregarded his family, mused, She’s still so arrogant even knowing my dad’s identity. Could it be that she really has some backing? He felt a sudden unease but couldn’t back down; the Brooks family couldn't afford to be ridiculed.

Gritting his teeth, he said, “Since you refuse to see reason, I’ll proceed. Don’t regret this.” He revealed the dice.

The high-definition camera zoomed in. All six dice showed a one.

The crowd erupted. “Whoa, Ethan is amazing, rolling six ones!” “His gambling skills are truly incredible.” “With the smallest possible roll, what’s left to watch? 100 million dollars is gone, just like that.”