200 THE FATHER-IN-LAW

Ethan left to meet with his adopted father as per Jeff's order. He would need to be careful not to alarm Mr. Wright of their plan to take him down.

Ethan went to the poker room where Mr. Wright is currently playing. He saw him as soon as he walks in, seating like the king of the underworld that he is.

Mr. Wright was busy playing with the bombshell he has seating right behind him. One hand playing was on the girl's thigh, the other hand playing with the chips on the table.

Mr. Wright saw Ethan as he walks toward him, beckoning him to come forward with a grin on his face. "Hello, son! When did you come back? Come, come! You want to play a few hands with your old man?"

"Sure! What's the stake? 5-10, 10-20, 100-200, 500-1000? Which one is it? " Ethan let him choose, this way he wouldn't be able to renege on his offer of him playing.

Mr. Wright looks at Ethan surprised, in the past everytime he invites him to play, he's always quick to decline. 'What's up with this kid, hmmm! I wonder if his grandfather gave him his share of the company already.'

"Depending on what you can afford, the higher the stake, the better. I'm for 10,000-20,000 no limit, minimum buy-in 10mil can you handle that?" Mr. Wright was fishing for information.

Ethan acted shocked for a minute. "Let me see what my financer tell me first alright!" He took out his phone and dialed Ronald; he made sure Mr. Wright hears every word of the conversation.

"I'm about to sit down in a game of poker; I need 20 million minimum, is that alright?"

"Young master, you don't need to ask me that. Your grandfather's order to give you what you want, whatever it may be. I will contact the finance to send you the amount you need right now." Ronald replied confidently and with authority.

Mr. Wright heard it all, with approving looks on his face, he motioned for Ethan to sit down next to him.

The other players at the table all got up and give way for the father and son to play one on one.

"All of you don't need to get up, the more player, the better." Mr. Wright banter's to the other players that got up and give way.

"It's alright sir; the stake is a little stiff for a small timer like us." One of the players said in a low voice.

"Understood, next time then. Hahaha!" Mr. Wright laughter was loud enough to be heard for miles away.

Ethan decided to sit at the opposite side of the table. Mr. Wright seating at seat #1 while Ethan in seat #10. The floor manager came in with security carrying chips worth 20 million.

He first went to Mr. Wright, stock the chips in front of him all 10 million of them. After getting him to sign the pink slip, the floor manager went to Ethan side and did the same thing. One exception though, Ethan didn't have to sign the pink slip.

Mr. Wright saw all that and smiled mischievously. 'So, the kid got the approval from the old man and now has the power. This is great; I could use him in my future dealing. Hehe!'

The hand-picked dealer came in and sat down. "Hello, everyone! My name is Sol; I will be your dealer for the next hour." After the introduction, Sol started to spread the card on the table then wash it[mixing the card] for both of them to see.

Sol started shuffling, *shuffle, shuffle, box, shuffle* [dealer's procedure when shuffling the card] after shuffling, she cut the card and ready to deal. "Ante, please! small blind, big blind."

Mr. Wright put the small blind of 10,000 chips, and Ethan put the big blind of 20,000 chips. The game begins.

Just like how they had set it up, Mr. Wright is to win almost all the hand for the first hour. By the time the other VIP player came, Mr. Wright had almost all of Ethan's chips.

"Hello! Hello, this games looks interesting, can we join or is it private?" One of the VIP said excitedly.

Mr. Wright is the one who answered quickly. "No! No, it's open as long as you can afford it, your money is welcome! Hahaha!" He's thinking, the more money, the better.

"What's the stake?" Another player asked.

Ethan was going to explain, but Mr. Wright beat him to it. "It's...." Mr. Wright proudly announces the amount no more no less. "So' are you all in or out?"

"We're in, of course, we're in." The VIP players said in unison.

The four new players sat down and waited for their chips. A couple of minutes later, the floor manager came again with the same bodyguard. On hand were 50 million chips, he gave each of the players 10 million then he gives Ethan another 10 million.

Mr. Wright was calculating in his head the total amount of chips currently at the table for him to take when the game is over. Just as they were about to start, the floor manager made an announcement.

"We would like to inform everyone about the rule of the game before we begin. Chips must remain at the table as long as there's another player that's willing to play. Is that understood?"

Mr. Wright was the first to agree; he's sure that his the only one with the most money seating at the table. He's the king of the underworld; no one could be richer than him around the table. At least he thought anyway.

The next poker dealer came in; the three dealers will rotate until the game's over. Sol was tapped on her shoulder by the incoming dealer. She spread the cards then show her hand being empty then got up from the dealer's chair. Sol winked at the new dealer coming as a sign that everything was in order.

The next dealer did the same thing as Sol; he first introduced himself. "Hello, everyone! My name is Mhar; I will be your dealer for the next hour." Same procedure as before. He then started dealing, and the game begins.

Same set-up, other players would win hands only once in a while, out of ten deal, six times would be Mr. Wright winning with a big pot too. By the end of the one hour, same story Mr. Wright had most of everyone's chips and his' being cocky now and grinning from ear to ear.

Mr. Wright was so happy that he's consuming alcohol far more than what he's used too. By the time Jeff and three other VIP came, Mr. Wright was already wasted.

Therefore, he did not recognize Jeff at all with his fake mustache and eyeglass. Jeff was standing behind the other VIP players to be inconspicuous. He let the other make the inquiry, and once all was settled, he just followed along and sat next to Ethan at seat #9.

Everyone greeted each other like strangers, Mr. Wright had no idea he's being played. All of his minions were already cleared from the vicinity by Jeff's elite bodyguards.

Now it's only Mr. Wright that's left to be taken care off when Jeff's finished with him; he would be left with nothing.

Same procedure all over again, the VIP room was cleared with the spectator, they cannot let others see what's going on. Mr. Wright was already intoxicated, therefore he has no idea he's being fried into his a hot oil.

The game was about to begin when another person pushed himself in and was able to get in.

It's none other than Edward Wen, Ethan's future father-in-law.