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

Isabelle’s precision, a fifty percent chance of guessing

reliable.

placed seemed to turn to

hailed as arbiters of fortune, winning every bet

had her fill of

at once, opting for ‘small, signalling his intention to

the other gamblers cautiously nudged their

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subtle exchange of glances between the dealer and

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

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

senses pricked up, though George remained oblivious. However, the dealer and his assistant’s covert interaction didn’t escape his notice, prompting a flicker

always won in the end. That was what gambling meant. With a

operators would cheat.

the dealer poised to reveal the dice, Isabelle interjected in

“A moment, please.”

sense of

gaze now fixed on Isabelle, tension tightening

in the room swivelled towards Isabelle, awaiting

Isabelle instructed, “Bet on

triples, where all three dice

dealer’s a sore loser.

prying ears, George, understanding her cue, boldly

rippled among the gamblers.

slim to none. Moreover, the rule stipulated that once a bet was placed, it

that, of course.

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

“So, you can cheat, but we can’t tweak our bets?”

“The dealer cheated?”

gamblers exchanged incredulous glances,