Chapter 47 you play with me?

Porter White heard nothing but a royal flush. This deck is one in tens of thousands of probability, a novice, unless the ancestral graves smoke to get. But if not, why did this stingy woman dare to spend 800 million yuan so decisively. Unless, in her eyes, this deck can play any card. When Porter White invested 100 million yuan in the last lap, he was already hesitant. When he heard the onlookers say so again, he frowned directly and looked at Margaret Henson subconsciously. But the woman was so damn calm that she had no expression on her face at the moment, and even turned to look at him when she noticed his eyes. “Mr. White, it's the last round, isn't it? The implication was that if he gave up, all the money in the pot would go to her. She was just stating the truth, but Porter White was confused at the moment and felt that it was Margaret Henson's provocation.