Samantha Tate’s eyes sparkled as she exclaimed, "Just like that, winning twenty million in such a short time, and acting so nonchalant about it, Brother, you’re amazing!"
Carson Flores laughed, "Enemies do seem to come together by fate, don’t they? To run into this kind of luck, it’s like money just flew in!"
Full of curiosity, Samantha Tate asked, "Aren’t you worried about losing? What if you really lost? Would you actually choose to default?"
Carson Flores explained, "If I did lose, I wouldn’t default. I am determined to fight the Miller Family to the end. If I lost, the money would be of no use to me, but if I won, I could have as much money as I wanted. However, I won’t lose."
Samantha Tate smiled, "You’re so confident. Aren’t you afraid that both of them are experts?"
Carson Flores smiled and said, "For a Cultivator to discern another’s strength without physical confrontation is quite difficult, but to distinguish a Cultivator from an ordinary person is very easy. Henry White and Harper Miller, both are ordinary people. Even if an ordinary person has good skills, it’s not possible for both to hit the mark every time, right?"
"I can be sure to hit every mark, and each round I’ll add the scores of two balls below. As long as they don’t hit the mark each time, they’ll be behind by the score of one ball. You’re also skilled, so you won’t hold us back. So overall, it’s not that we have no chance of losing, but the probability is extremely low."
Samantha Tate suddenly realized, "I thought you were just taking a gamble, but it turns out you had everything planned all along."
Carson Flores chuckled, "How many things in this world are decided by a mere gamble? Most things are premeditated, and the outcomes calculated. If anything, it must be based on probability without any underhanded manipulation. As long as there’s a high chance of winning before taking action, then losing is ultimately a small probability."
Looking up admirably at Carson Flores, Samantha Tate laughed, "Haha, her emotions sure had extreme ups and downs today, from arrogance to anger, then to fear. Seeing her last glance, she was extremely afraid."
Carson Flores looked at Samantha Tate with a grin, "Give me your card number."
Samantha Tate asked subconsciously, "For what?"
"To split the money."
Carson Flores laughed heartily, "We cooperated closely today. The money was won by both of us, and we both beat them together. Naturally, we should split the money. We’ll go fifty-fifty, half for each person."
Samantha Tate’s eyes widened, "Split half with me?"
Carson Flores nodded, "Yeah."
Samantha Tate shook her head vigorously, "I don’t want it!"
Carson Flores chuckled, "Why not? It wasn’t only me who won."
Samantha Tate rolled her eyes at Carson Flores, "Do you think I don’t understand? You said it was both of us, but it was you who took all the risks and danger. If this was really a gamble, not only could the winnings not be retrieved, but you might have been beaten up pretty badly if you hadn’t held off the Miller Family. Would the Miller Family have paid the money?"
Carson Flores responded, "But you did contribute, didn’t you?"
Samantha Tate blinked, "Are you really going to split the money with me?"
Carson Flores nodded seriously, "Of course. Would I lie to you? We are not strangers; it’s better to keep wealth within the family."
Samantha Tate smiled, "Then buy me a car instead. Not counting today’s money, consider it a gift from you."
Carson Flores agreed easily, "Alright, what kind of car do you want?"
"A sports car, good-looking, powerful, with a single-row seat."
Carson Flores nodded, "Okay, we have some time now, let’s go take a look. If there’s one in stock, we’ll get it right away, how about that?"
Samantha Tate’s eyes lit up, "Great!"
After playing for a while longer, they said goodbye to the two people nearby and left the billiard hall under their complicated gazes.
Driving her Porsche, Samantha Tate took Carson Flores straight to the Car World Mall.
Car World Mall gathered almost all of Seashore’s car brands in its 4S stores, including top brands like Porsche, Lamborghini, Ferrari, Porsche, and others. With nothing else pressing, Carson Flores accompanied Samantha Tate and looked around.
The two, being a handsome man and a beautiful woman with good images and great temperament, naturally attracted the attention of sellers as quality customers, receiving the warmest reception in any store they entered.
After some comparison, Samantha Tate settled on an extremely dazzling Ferrari F8 with an on-the-road price of over 3.3 million yuan.
As there was a car available on the spot, they only had to wait to complete the paperwork before they could drive away. The two then went to the lounge, chatting while waiting.
As they chatted, a young man and woman entered. The man, in his early thirties, was tall and handsome, with a heroic brow but an indescribable arrogance in his eyes.
The woman was very young, looking about twenty, petite and charming, pretty, and affectionately latching onto the young man’s arm.
After circling the showroom, the pair stopped in front of the Ferrari F8 that Carson Flores and Samantha Tate had already chosen.
"Brother, let’s take this one, I design, okay?"
The young man smiled, "Alright."
The salesperson nearby apologetically said, "Miss, someone has just placed an order for this car, and the payment has been made. They’re processing the paperwork right now. Perhaps you’d like to look at other car models? We have several other models available in stock."
The woman frowned, "But still, I think this one looks the best."
The young man glanced at the woman and smiled, "Is the buyer still around?"
The young man smiled, "Lead the way. I’ll have a word with them..."