America 1919

Chapter 1613 - 593: The Game with the Duke of Charles

Mexico, Mexico City, Caesars Palace, Gold Hall No. 1!

Donnie Block and Joe Charles sat on opposite sides of the poker table.

Crown Prince Frederick, Julian Sabrio, and Doniel Barrett sat on the other side of the table, watching the game.

The expressions of the three varied greatly.

Frederick had a purely amused look.

Julian Sabrio appeared both excited and slightly worried.

Doniel Barrett looked completely indifferent.

The two players also wore different expressions.

Donnie leaned back in his chair, with his right elbow resting on the armrest, his fingers supporting his chin!

Joe Charles sat upright, maintaining his noble demeanor even while gambling.

The two were playing Texas Hold’em!

Actually, Texas Hold’em started gaining popularity in the early 20s in Texas, but at that time, the game was mostly confined to Texas.

Later, it was introduced to the Surf Hotel in Atlantic City, quickly accepted by gamblers, and began sweeping across America, now brought to Mexico!

The dealer dealt the cards, Donnie got two hole cards, Joe Charles got two hole cards, followed by three community cards.

Hearts 5, Diamonds J, Diamonds 8.

Joe Charles looked at his two hole cards, then glanced at Donnie, who was to bet first this round.

Joe Charles found that Donnie didn’t even look at his hole cards, just glanced at the roughly $150,000 worth of chips in front of him!

"All in!"

Donnie said calmly.

Joe Charles’s face changed; he didn’t expect Donnie’s move.

The others were also surprised but remained silent.

The Bunny Girl standing next to Donnie pushed Donnie’s chips to the center of the table.

Joe Charles pondered: "Mr. Block, are you so confident?"

Donnie chuckled lightly: "Of course, I’m always lucky, especially recently; my luck is unstoppable!"

Joe Charles also flashed a confident smile: "Just as well, my luck isn’t bad either, and there’s no reason Mr. Block would win the first hand so easily!"

After saying that, Wally Meyers next to Joe Charles pushed Joe Charles’s $150,000 worth of chips to the center of the table.

The dealer dealt two more community cards.

They were Spades 9, Spades A.

The Bunny Girl helped Tang Fei flip his hole cards, revealing Clubs 6 and Clubs 7.

Donnie formed a straight with 56789.

Joe Charles, on the other hand, had two Jacks, forming three of a kind.

Donnie won!

Donnie laughed heartily: "Duke of Charles, it seems I am luckier!"

Joe Charles’s displeasure flashed across his face but quickly turned into a calm smile, though he didn’t expect to lose so thoroughly on the first hand.

"It seems Mr. Block’s luck is indeed good, but as long as this game isn’t over, we still don’t know who will win in the end!"

Donnie nodded, asking: "So, Duke of Charles, you want to continue playing!"

"Of course!"

Joe Charles nodded directly, then took a check from his inside pocket, wrote one out and had another Bunny Girl exchange it for chips!

Again with $150,000 worth of chips!

The two continued their game.

But Donnie continued his previous tactic, not looking at his hole cards, and when it was his turn, he would go all in.

Even if Joe Charles spoke first, Donnie would still shout all in when his own turn came.

Joe Charles’s luck might indeed have its advantages, but when facing Donnie, it was never as effective.

Joe Charles kept losing.

When he had lost $1.5 million, he couldn’t take it anymore.

Joe Charles was indeed a noble from the United Kingdom, possessing numerous industries was true.

But such people have a common flaw: not much cash in hand, most assets come from investments.

Now having lost $1.5 million, Joe Charles was a bit overwhelmed.

However, $1.5 million wouldn’t truly cripple Joe Charles, just that reaching this figure had hit the critical point of his estimation for this game.

After all, Joe Charles wasn’t a reckless gambler.

So when he lost the last bit of chips, Joe Charles gave up on this game.

Decisively choosing to concede.

Donnie looked at the stack of chips before him, smiling as he said: "If I remember correctly, three years ago, the two of us played once in London, and I lost a lot back then.

I remember Duke of Charles saying that as a guest in London,

how could you, as a host, let the guest lose money, so you returned the chips to me.

Now it’s time for me to repay you, Duke of Charles.

In Mexico, I’m considered half a host... Mr. Sabrio, there’s no problem with what I’m saying, right!"

Julian Sabrio smiled widely: "Of course not, I don’t think any Mexican would deny this matter."

Donnie nodded, continuing to say to Joe Charles: "In that case, let’s consider this game my repayment!"

Joe Charles’s expression changed slightly, unable to maintain his composure.

If Donnie hadn’t mentioned the London incident, then Donnie returning the chips now would have been

a blatant insult to Joe Charles.

Given Joe Charles’s status, he could never accept it.

But with Donnie fabricating the London event, the situation changed, as he had first done the same thing, then Donnie was just returning the favor.