Then Misael pulled out a lot of chips from another pocket, then from his pants pockets, and from inside his shirt.
Chelsea watched as he kept taking chips out of his pockets, and soon they were piled up in front of him.
Chelsea was slack-jawed.
She gawked at Russell, but Russell was very calm. "I told you that he was lucky."
She thought, "Lucky? That's an understatement. It looks like he has not lost for an entire afternoon!
He has so many chips. After deducting the table fee and the tips he gave the dealer, he earned more than 270 thousand dollars.
I'm suddenly a little jealous. That's a lot more money than I can make from acting. If I had known, I would have bet together with Great-grandfather."
Chelsea was very interested in how Misael won. Along the way, she kept asking him how
