Wilbur just could not understand what problem these guys had with him.
Just then, another guy said, "I hate uncultured bastards like you the most, trying to act like you're all that just because you won
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthat little bit of money. | bet you're gonna go back and show off after this."
"Even if | was uncultured, how is it any of your business?" Wilbur asked.
"I just hate low-class people like you with no culture. What are you going to do about it, hm?" the man jeered.
Wilbur's expression darkened, but Tiff hurried to say, "Why don't we just head back now, sir? These chips are getting really heavy
forto carry."
Wilbur sneered, turning to leave as Tiff followed behind him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Ha, | knew there wasn't much else to an idiot like that.e on, let's sit down to play," said the man as he waved a hand to his
friends.
Wilbur and Tiff returned to Wilbur's room.
Tiff put the chips on the table with a smile. "You've got the best luck I've seen this far, Mister Penn."
"Well, it's just luck," said Wilbur.
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