My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness by Autumn Rain

Chapter 305

Even though they all came from prestigious families, losing fifty million in one go, and with it, their dignity, would not go unnoticed by their elders. In previous games, the skill gap had been minimal, and the score difference was usually around ten points. But this time was different. Julian's face darkened.

The Ward family did not own big businesses, so while he could pay that amount, it would not be easy.

"Julian, you're not going to back out and refuse to pay, are you?" Allison asked.

Julian grew increasingly uncomfortable.

"I wouldn't stoop so low as to avoid paying for such a small sum!" he retorted coldly.

"It's just a few million. I'll have it delivered to your villa in two days," he said dismissively and turned to leave.

"I remember you all always settle these games on the spot. No delays, right?" Allison pressed and did not let him off the hook. Julian's face shifted between frustration and embarrassment.

He turned to the other young heirs.

"I didn't bring enough cash today. Could you lend me some, just for now?" he asked his peers to borrow some money.

After some shuffling around, Henry handed him twenty million and helped him gather the total amount.

Forty million in cash piled up in front of Dustin and Allison. It formed a small hill.

You've won so much money in such a short time!" Allison said as she

and radiant behavior only irritated the young heirs

been ignored, but she beamed so warmly

off in frustration, and the other young

was clear to everyone that Fustin truly had

certainly a hidden talent," said Henry and walked over with a

at pretending to be the underdog, huh? Julian certainly

and boldness really tempt me to challenge you. How about we have a go?" Henry suggested. Dustin glanced

schemes were fully

Dustin said and

a bit," Henry said as he walked

one was much shorter and was covered with a strange

occupied half the surface

other. with the

round to decide the winner," Henry said with a casual smile. "We'll each take

propel one of the

the end, only one color will remain, and that will decide

for the stakes... let's make it fifty

was clearly an attempt to win back what Julian had

dignity of the noble young heirs of