America 1919

Nucky laughed heartily, "That's right!"

One by one, the beauty contestants made their appearance, and when the first round ended, three hours had already passed.

But during these three hours, no one felt bored; each beauty contestant's arrival created quite a stir on site.

It was also during this time that Bruce found Donnie and whispered something in his ear.

After Bruce left, Nucky gave Donnie an inquiring look.

Donnie smiled and said, "Bruce and his team have already tallied the preliminary peripheral statistics!"

Excitement instantly washed over Nucky's face. Although the sale of the flowers at the venue had already brought in $44,800, and it seemed like they had earned quite a bit, both Donnie and Nucky understood that the big money tonight came from the peripheral income.

"Until the beginning of the competition, a total of 48,672 bets were placed throughout Atlantic City, amounting to $579,885 in wagers, with an expected revenue of about $100,000!"

Nucky's smile upgraded once again. This didn't even include the income from the other ten cities. If that were added, the two of them could earn more than $600,000 just from tonight's income alone!

With their profit-sharing agreement, each would take home around $300,000!

"I am now extremely grateful that I agreed to partner with you, Donnie!"

Nucky couldn't help but exclaim at this moment.

The smile on Donnie's face was just as radiant; this was only the beginning, with even more income to come.

Breton, sitting on the other side of Donnie, felt waves of emotion upon hearing the discussion between Donnie and Nucky.

Although being with Harding ensured Breton a carefree life, even a better one than most, it didn't mean Breton had ever seen real wealth.

After all, Harding was still being supported by his wife!

But now, these two men sitting beside him were making hundreds of thousands of dollars in just one evening... Breton was unaware of the income from other cities.

To Breton, it was an enviable situation. If Harding had the ability to earn like this, then they wouldn't need to evade Florence at all.

"Congratulations to you both. I believe that due to this event, history will surely remember your names in future America!"

Breton made a rare, insightful comment.

Looking at Breton, Donnie suddenly had an idea and said, "Breton, I believe that the strength of one person is always limited. I have a friend in Atlantic City, Elena Dorn, who is the president of the WCTU. If you wish, I can introduce you to her. Perhaps if you can find some inspiration in the operational model of the WCTU, you might be able to start your own organization.

A charity dedicated to protecting American women!"

Breton's eyes lit up. Why did she want to become a judge of Miss America if not to increase her social influence?

If what Donnie was saying could really happen, then her ambition could become a reality.

Although Breton could be foolish at times, she knew her limitations.

"If it can be successfully organized, that would indeed be good, but I am just one person. To build such an institution is likely to be..."

Donnie smiled and said, "Miss Breton, please allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Donnie Block, president of the Mutual Aid and Friendship Association in Atlantic City. If you wish, our association can handle all the procedures for your new institution!"

Breton excitedly asked, "Really?"

"Of course, I have no reason to promise Miss Breton something that can't be realized!"

Donnie said confidently.

Nucky, observing the conversation between Donnie and Breton, appeared puzzled and didn't understand why Donnie was doing this.

Just as Breton was about to ask Donnie for more details, the second round of tonight's competition began!

The 32 beauty contestants who had just left the stage were back on the T-shaped catwalk. Unlike the previous time when they appeared one by one, this time all 32 contestants took the stage together.

"I believe that just now, some of you must have overlooked a few, so the second round is to make up for that regret. Now, to each guest at each table, if you think the ranking of a certain beauty contestant does not match your prediction, now is the time to cast your flowers for her.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your last chance. The second-round finals only have thirty minutes of time, starting now!"

As the host finished speaking, the crowd immediately grew restless.

Walker, sitting at another table, couldn't help but turn his attention to Donnie. He knew that now was his time to shine.

"What's the current ranking? What position is Jessica Dole in now?"

In the Block Tavern in the West District, those previously unhappy with Jessica Dole's ranking immediately asked loudly.

"Tenth place, just five flower values away from the eighth place, Taylor Howard!"

Magichi shouted back in response.

"Damn, vote now, what are those people thinking? Isn't Jessica Dole good enough to be in the top eight?"

"Thank you, Mr. Block, for the ten flowers given to Jessica Dole. The latest tally has Miss Jessica Dole ascending to eighth place in the Miss America Atlantic City rankings, just one flower value away from seventh place, Miss Nia Coffey!"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om