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.

George began to grasp the game’s nuances, so Isabelle let him off the

percent chance of guessing big or

reliable.

bet they placed seemed to turn to

of fortune, winning every

lunchtime, Isabelle had her fill of fun.

once, opting for ‘small,

the other gamblers cautiously nudged their chips forward, mirroring George’s modest

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exchange of glances between the dealer and his assistant hinted

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

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

and his assistant’s covert

what gambling meant. With a casino this

operators would cheat.

reveal the dice, Isabelle interjected in Fleoburgian.

“A moment, please.”

sense of

dealer’s hand froze mid–motion, his gaze now fixed on

the room swivelled towards Isabelle, awaiting

Isabelle instructed, “Bet on

the conventional bets, players could also wager on triples, where all three dice displayed the same number,

dealer’s a sore

strategically employed her native tongue, shielding her plan from prying ears, George, understanding her cue, boldly shifted all

rippled among the gamblers.

of getting three dice with the same point were slim to none. Moreover, the rule stipulated that once a bet was placed, it

knew that, of

to maintain order, reiterated, “Once your bet’s down, it stays.

nonchalantly, “So, you can

“The dealer cheated?”

incredulous glances, hastily retracting their chips.