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.

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

precision, a fifty percent chance of guessing big or small proved quite

reliable.

each bet they placed seemed to turn to gold,

were hailed as arbiters of fortune, winning every bet

her

a decisive move, George placed all his chips at once, opting

nudged their chips forward, mirroring George’s modest

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dealer and his assistant hinted

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dealer’s hand hovered over the table,

cup, their fateful roll transforming the numbers from

dealer and his assistant’s

end. That was what gambling meant. With a casino this big, George

operators would cheat.

dealer poised to reveal the dice,

“A moment, please.”

intuition tingled with a sense of foreboding at Isabelle’s sudden intervention.

mid–motion, his gaze now fixed on Isabelle, tension tightening his frame.

swivelled towards Isabelle, awaiting her response.

George, Isabelle instructed, “Bet

also wager on triples, where all three dice displayed the same number, albeit with low odds yet

dealer’s a sore

her native tongue, shielding her plan from prying ears, George, understanding her cue, boldly shifted all his chips from ‘small‘ to

among the gamblers.

Moreover, the rule stipulated

that, of course.

order, reiterated,

Fleoburgian, countered nonchalantly, “So, you can cheat, but we can’t

“The dealer cheated?”

gamblers exchanged incredulous glances, hastily