Chapter 184 The Death of a Nevada Giant Theresa # Eastwood, who has been charming since she was a child, has inherited almost all the advantages of her mother, treats people generously, behaves elegantly, and is gentle and lovely, but she is a little rebellious in her bones, of course, this rebellion is just a little bit, so in the eyes of others, this little bit of rebellion can be boiled down to cuteness.

Don never thinks so, young people are impulsive and rebellious, he can forgive impulsiveness, but rebellious behavior seems to him to be a stupid behavior, fortunately, his daughter's behavior is never excessive, which makes him very satisfied, but when Theresa grows up, she actually gets along with the youngest son of the Saint Alden family, which makes him a little moved.

Four months after the baptism of Oliver and Franos, the Eastwood family noticed that Theresa was pregnant, which was understandably an impulse of young people, but hiding it from her family annoyed Don.

Tang knows that some young women with the surname do not dare to go to the hospital or tell their families after having the crystallization of love with their boyfriends, and they can even successfully hide it from others for several months, which is the case with Theresa. It was the youngest son of the Saint Alden family, a descendant of Thayer #Saint Alden.

After Mona told Don about the situation, Don was almost furious, but he still forgave his daughter, not to mention anything else, just now that the child has been formed, even if everyone doesn't care about the child, it will be too late to go to the hospital.

So Don's grandson, Thayer, was born, and Theresa gave him his father's name. However, the surname is the same as that of the Eastwood family. It's called Thayer #Eastwood.

1953......

In the Huaxia Grand Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas, in the cold penthouse suite, the seventy-seven-year-old boss is no longer many. But, on this spring day, he thinks he can hear the sound of ivory balls coming from below the 20th floor, "clicking" through the red and white holes of the roulette machines, and the hoarse shouts of craps gamblers from afar, and the thousands of slot machines begging for the blessing of "clicking" rolling! "The sound of devouring silver coins.

When people are dying, no one is as happy as Ilsa #Kenthar. For nearly 60 years, he worked as a cementer, an architect, a liar, a half-baked guest, a gambler, an accomplice to murder, a politician who bribed him, and finally became the stern and benevolent owner of the Grand Hotel & Casino. Fearing betrayal, he never loved anyone with all his heart, but he was kind to many people. He felt uncomplaining and unrepentant. Now, he's enjoying the little little things he has left in his life, like an afternoon walk around the casino.

Franos, who had been his right-hand man for nearly five years, walked into the bedroom and said, "Are you ready, Ilsa?" Ilsa smiled at him and nodded.

Franos picked him up and put him in a wheelchair, the nurse wrapped the old man in a blanket, and the male nurse was in charge of pushing the wheelchair. The female nurse handed Franos a box of medicine and opened the door to the penthouse suite. She was going to stay, and Ilsa couldn't bear to go with her during these afternoons.

The wheelchair slowly navigates through the green artificial turf of the top garden, enters the special direct elevator, and descends twenty floors to the casino.

Ilsa sat upright in her wheelchair, her eyes looking to the left and right. It was his pleasure to watch the men and women fight against him, and the advantage was always on his side. The wheelchair slowly and leisurely passes through the blackjack and roulette casinos, the baccarat card table area, and the craps table area. The gamblers barely noticed that the old man was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at alert eyes and a thoughtful smile on his shriveled face. Gamblers in wheelchairs were common in post-World War II Las Vegas. They felt that since they were so unlucky, the gods of fate should let them have some good luck.

Later, wheelchairs were propelled into the café--restaurant. The male nurse placed him in a dedicated compartment and retreated to another table, waiting for them to signal to leave.

Through the glass walls, Ilsa could see the huge swimming pool, the water of which made the Nevada sun hot and blue, and young women and children floating on the water like colorful toys. He suddenly felt a little smug that he had pioneered all of this. Yes, since Don became the big boss of Nevada, he has built almost every city in Nevada himself, but he is most proud of Las Vegas.

"Ilsa, let's have something!" Franos #Mitnik said.

Ilsa smiled at him. He liked the look of Franos, who was handsome and attractive to both men and women. There are very few people Ilsa can trust in his life, and he is one of them.

"I love this business," said Ilsa, "Franos, you will inherit my stake in the hotel, and I know you will have to deal with our partner in San Bernardino." However, don't leave the mansion. ”

Frans patted the old man's skinny hand. "I won't." He said.

Ilsa felt that the glass walls were shining the scorching sun into his blood. "Franos," he said, "I have taught you everything. We've done some tough things, it's been hard, don't look back. You know that there are many ways to make a profit. Try to do as much good as you can. It's also profitable. I'm not talking about falling in love, or indulging in hatred. That's a terrible way to make a profit. ”

They sipped coffee together. He ate only a slice of flan and drank coffee and orange juice.

"One more thing," said Ilsa, "and no one who can afford a deposit of six hundred thousand should not be allowed to live in a villa under any circumstances." Don't forget that. These villas are amazing and invaluable. ”

Franos patted the old man's hand and put it on his. He is a piece of truth. In a way, he loves Ilsa more than he loves his father, Tommy #Mitnick.

"Don't worry!" "The villa is sacrosanct," Franos said. Anything else? ”。

Ilsa's eyes were dark, and his eyes had lost their luster due to cataracts. "Be careful!" "Be careful at all times," he said. ”

"I will." Franos said. Then, in order to distract the old man from thinking only about the imminent death, he said, "When will you tell me about the great battle with the House of St. Alden?" No one talks about it. ”

Ilsa let out an old man's sigh, his voice low, almost indifferent: "I know time is running out!" He said, "But I can't tell you yet." Ask your father. ”

"I asked Tommy," said Franos, "but he wouldn't tell." ”

"The past is gone!" "Don't think about the past," Ilsa said. Don't look to the past for excuses, don't look to the past for reasons, don't look to the past for happiness. You are who you are now, and the world is the world that is now. ”

Franos had heard his father say the same thing, which Tang had taught them.

Back in the penthouse suite, the nurse gave Ilsa an afternoon bath and took him on various signs. She frowned. "It's just a matter of probability of winning or losing," Ilsa said. ”

That night, he didn't sleep well, and as soon as it was dawn, he asked the nurse to push him to the balcony. The nurse placed him in a large wheelchair and wrapped him in a blanket. Then, she sat down next to him and grabbed his hand to check his pulse. Then he tried to withdraw his hand, but Ilsa held it. She let him hold it, and the two watched as the sun rose over the desert.

The sun resembles a red ball, dyeing the deep blue sky a deep yellow. Ilsa's tennis courts, golf courses, swimming pools and the eight villas glittered like the Palace of Versailles, all of which were covered with the bird's flag of the Grand Hotel. In the distance is the vast expanse of desert.

Ilsa thought to herself, "I started it all. I built an amusement park in the wilderness. I have created a good life for myself. Pull oneself up by one’s bootstraps. I try to be as good a person as possible in this world. Do you want to judge me? He was in a trance, thinking back to his childhood, when he and his fourteen-year-olds, who had "seen through the dust," talking about God and moral principles, as boys did.

He also thought of Tang, it was this man who was able to give himself the opportunity to show his talents, and he never failed him, he didn't live up to anyone, and he did it.

Everything was red in the sunlight, and Ilsa squeezed the nurse's hand to keep her balance. He can look directly at the sun, and cataracts act as a barrier. He vaguely remembered some of the women he had known and loved, his fat wife, and his former children, but the decisive battle with the Saint-Alden family did not go well!

Ilsa remembered some of the actions he had made. Also remembered the man he had to ruthlessly beat, remembered the tolerance he had shown. He later regarded Frans as his son, and took pity on him, as well as on all the people of the House of St. Alden and the House of Eastwood. He was so happy that he was going to leave it all behind. In any case, is life better for happiness or morals? Does it have to be a conscience to decide?

It was the last puzzle he was still baffling about, and it left him completely unconscious. The nurse held his hand and felt the hand chill and the muscles tightened. She leaned down to check his vital features. Needless to say, he died.

Frans # Mitnik, as the heir and successor of the property, arranged a solemn funeral for Ilsa. All the dignitaries in Las Vegas, all the celebrity gamblers, all of Ilsa's later girlfriends, and all the staff of the hotel will be invited and notified, because he Ilsa #Kentehar is a recognized gambling genius in Las Vegas. It was he who created Nevada's entertainment paradise. So after he dies, he also wants to go to heaven.

(To be continued)