Chapter 1098 Provence

3, 5, and 6 were so different from his own selections of 8, 5, and 4. How could such a result occur? How could he be so wrong? The beautiful dealer took out the number plates from the betting box, and the results were clear: blue plates 3, 5, and 6, matching the race outcome. Yellow plates 8, 5, and 4 only guessed the second place correctly. Finnegan snapped out of his shock and looked at Leo with a strange tone as he uttered four words, "Unbelievable..." It wasn't until the dealer pushed all the chips in the middle of the table towards Leo that Brice's expression returned to normal, although there was a hint of disappointment on his face. He accepted the loss gracefully, as there was nothing more to say. However, after gambling on horses for five or six years, losing to a young man like this was something he found hard to accept. Finnegan stood up from his chair, still wearing a smile on his face, as if losing millions or throwing away a few dollars felt the same to him. He pic