Billionaire in Kingsman with a Marvel System

William glanced toward the commotion and saw a guy wearing sunglasses arrogantly exclaim, "Come on, come on, I'll take all your bets today. I am the god of luck at this table, Alan Bell."

Jessie, seeing William staring at the man with the sunglasses, quietly introduced, "Mr. Devonshire, that gentleman is Mr. Tony Stark. He's a regular here. If you find the main hall noisy, we can move to a private room where many customers play Texas Hold'em."

Haha, this beautiful butler certainly knew how to speak, but it didn't matter. William hadn't yet met the 31-year-old Tony Stark. He smiled and gestured to Jessie that it was okay.

As he approached the table, several people recognized the recently famous William. Some girls even covered their mouths in astonishment, "William?"

Tony, who was enjoying himself, saw the girls looking at William with starry eyes, and felt annoyed. With a sly grin, he said, "Hey, kid, are you even old enough to be here? This is an adult's world."

William suddenly remembered that he wasn't 21 yet, and according to the rules, he couldn't place bets. This realization made William a bit helpless. He had initially thought of making some pocket money off Tony but couldn't join the game.

Stark, seeing William's frustrated expression, laughed and said, "Go home and sleep, little English boy. If your mother finds out, she might spank you. Bye-bye, and remember to drink a glass of milk before bed; it's good for you."

Many people around burst into laughter. Stark, waving his hand dismissively, said, "If you can't play, get lost. Don't get in the way of my winning, little brat."

William finally understood just how mean Stark could be. He wanted to retort, at least I have a mom, unlike some orphan. But thinking about the word "mom," William held back. They didn't have such a deep grudge yet, and it would be too vicious to talk about someone's family. So, William looked at the dice in Stark's hand and said, "Some people are even more childish than I am. I stopped playing with baby toys like that when I was five. Sigh, it's so low-level, throwing and picking up, throwing and picking up again. I'd rather watch my show; staying with certain people might lower my IQ."

After speaking, he glanced at the dice in Stark's hand and shook his head, looking as annoying as possible.

Tony Stark looked at the dice in his hand, then at William's mocking face, knowing William was twisting the facts. But William was right; dice were just about throwing and picking up, leaving Stark no way to argue.

The onlookers glanced between William and Stark. God, these two insulting each other was hilarious. Stark called William a little kid, and William fired back by calling Stark a baby.

After a few seconds of silence, the audience burst into laughter.

Many who had long been fed up with Stark's arrogance cheered loudly, "Good job, William! Stark is just a dumb baby, getting excited over dice like an idiot."

Being ridiculed back made the proud Stark furious. Seeing William about to leave, and feeling like he was blessed by the god of luck today, Stark's eyes twinkled as he said, "Wait, little brat, how about we play a more interesting game?"

William stopped, turned, and looked at Stark.

"If you think it's childish, what if we bet ten million dollars each time? That wouldn't be childish, right?"

The surrounding people couldn't help but gasp.

William shook his head, "I don't play unintelligent games with babies. Go home and play with your little secretary. She might look at you with worshipful eyes and say, 'Wow, Stark, you're amazing. You're incredible, playing dice so well.' Then she'll coax you to bed and surely pour you a glass of milk."

"Hahaha," everyone around laughed again. Some who were drinking even spat out their drinks, and there were coughing and laughing sounds all around. Today, they witnessed something new: William Devonshire, whom they thought of as a well-behaved kid, could be so ruthless in his insults.

The crowd's laughter made Stark's face turn red. He stared at William but, fortunately, there was no drama. Stark's head of security, Happy, though furious, didn't order other guards to beat William. Instead, he whispered something to Stark, who quickly calmed down. "Alright, kid, you've pissed me off. Now I'm sure you're here to cause trouble. Tell me, how do you want to play? I'll make you realize your mistake today. Don't mess with someone out of your league."

William ignored Stark's self-praise, knowing Stark's intelligence was top-notch. But that didn't matter. In poker, William didn't think he would lose to Stark.

He asked Jessie, "I'm not 21 yet. Is there a way for me to play a game with Stark?"

Having worked at Caesars Palace for five or six years, Jessie had encountered such situations many times. Without thinking, she replied, "The rule is you can't place bets, but if the betting money isn't in this city where Caesars Palace is located but in another city or country where it's allowed, it's not against the rules. However, if the other party doesn't keep their word, we can't help you retrieve the funds. You'll have to handle it yourself."

Before William could speak, Stark, who heard Jessie's suggestion, said, "Great, let's do that. Who am I? I'm Tony Stark, a super-rich man with a net worth of $32 billion. Kid, it's me who should be worried. But if you cheat, I guarantee you won't be able to do anything in this country."

William chuckled, "Haha, someone is eager to give me money. It would be impolite not to take it. Let's go, Stark baby."

This time Stark couldn't hold back, "F**k you, you little English brat."

Ignoring William, Stark turned to the approaching manager of the Caesars Palace lobby and said, "Take me to the VIP room. And don't let that brat run away."

"No problem, Mr. Stark," the manager nodded and bowed.

Then he walked to William and apologized, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Devonshire, for letting you encounter such a thing. It's our hotel's fault. To apologize, you will not be charged for any accommodation or meals whenever you visit our hotel. You can stay in any room you like for as long as you like. I assure you we will treat you as our most esteemed guest from now on."

"Haha, do I look like someone who needs your accommodation fees? Alright, someone is waiting to give me money. Lead the way." William said, smiling as he glanced at Stark waiting not far away.

This made Stark regretfully glance back at William, then turn and head straight for the VIP room without looking back.

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