Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 303 Veteran Gambler

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Isabelle remarked, “Listen a bit more, and you’ll pick it up.”

Unconcerned about the outcome, George casually pushed half of his chips forward, betting on big.

Their presence had already drawn the attention of the casino, with other players migrating to their table.

Observing George’s bold move, the dealer’s tension spiked, followed by some of the other gamblers who mirrored his bet.

The dealer made the move.

George looked at the dice three, four, six, totaling thirteen – Isabelle’s call, “big, proved accurate.

Impressed. George marvelled, “Is there anything you can’t do?”

With a touch of confidence, Isabelle replied. “There’s nothing I can’t do, bro.”

“You’re calling me bro?”

George chuckled, reminiscing about their last trip to Alcott, where an airport attendant mistook them for siblings.

“Come on, bro. Place your bets,” said Isabelle.

Evidently, she was playfully testing him.

George proposed, “Care to try again?”

Isabelle confidently stated, “Two, three, three, totaling eight small,”

Her predictions were uncannily accurate, a relief that Dylan wasn’t present to witness, as it would surely astonish him.

And then he’d follow the bets to make some cash.

grasp the game’s nuances,

he couldn’t match Isabelle’s precision, a fifty percent chance of guessing big

reliable.

gamblers, each bet they placed seemed to turn to gold, drawing admiration and awe from

were hailed as arbiters of fortune, winning every bet they placed.

Isabelle had her fill of fun.

a decisive move, George placed all his chips at once, opting for ‘small, signalling his intention to

their chips forward, mirroring George’s

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of glances between the dealer and his assistant hinted at something

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seemingly innocent gesture, the dealer’s hand hovered over the table, discreetly grazing a concealed button.

dice rattled within the cup, their fateful roll transforming the numbers from two, two, four to five,

though George remained oblivious. However, the dealer and his assistant’s covert interaction didn’t escape

That was what gambling meant. With a casino

operators would cheat.

the dice, Isabelle interjected in Fleoburgian.

“A moment, please.”

tingled with a sense of foreboding at Isabelle’s

fixed on Isabelle, tension tightening his frame. “Is something amiss?”

eyes in the room swivelled towards Isabelle, awaiting her response.

instructed, “Bet on

could also wager on triples, where all three dice displayed the same number, albeit with low odds yet a lucrative payout.

dealer’s a sore

her cue, boldly shifted all his

rippled among

with the same point were slim to none. Moreover, the rule

that, of

to maintain order, reiterated, “Once

Fleoburgian, countered nonchalantly, “So, you can

“The dealer cheated?”

glances, hastily retracting their chips.