Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 304 Sore Loser

“Hey, what’s the big idea? Why can’t we see the result? Oh, are you feeling guilty?”

“You guys really cheated? D’mmit, and I lost so much money here! We’re telling the Duke!

“We’re going to see the result whether you like it or not!”

Amid the ruckus of gamblers, a sizable throng had gathered, drawn by the spectacle.

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Accompanied by his entourage, the casino manager approached George, stating, “Our boss would like a word with you both.”

George’s response was direct, “Planning to bribe us, or intending harm?”

Even the most naive could discern their intentions. While many knew these two would never show up in this casino again, George’s directness was a novelty.

The manager’s smile carried an icy edge as he replied, “He just wants to be friends with you.”

With a composed demeanour, George retrieved a chip from Isabelle, urging, “Before that, let’s settle our

dues.”

In a decisive move, he flung the chip onto the dice cup, upsetting it.

To the astonishment of all, the dice displayed triple fives, prompting the crowd’s outcry, “They’re cheating, the girl called it right!”

Tension thickened, swirling with chaos.

Unfazed by the turmoil, the manager, backed by influential figures, remained stoic. Their confidence in their patrons‘ support was unshaken, even amid public scrutiny.

With a stern visage, the manager commanded his lackeys, “Escort these guests upstairs.”

wrist in a sickening spin and slammed her foot at him, kicking

melee, George swiftly cleared a path, shielding Isabelle. “Stay put, I’ve got this,”

Isabelle

the couple everywhere, but George stood before Isabelle, taking them down

Isabelle, guided by touch, located the concealled button beneath the gambling

rising amidst the chaos, witnessed George’s prowess in combat. Spitting blood, he retrieved a gun, aiming it at George. “You

the last assailant with a punch. The manager,

two o’clock.”

down,” Isabelle

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metal badge grazed George’s shoulder. The

blood.

his injured arm, the manager recoiled. Before he could retaliate, George lunged, booting him through the casino’s

badge embedded on the wall, inspecting it briefly before returning it to Isabelle. Extending a hand

have our chips to cash in.”

I fetch the

interjected, “We’ll handle

remarked, “This

was the casino’s duty to reimburse them, actively retrieving the funds differed from conventional compensation.

image? Mine’s not worth much.

in Taragon City isn’t pristine either,”

ready to reap the rewards of their

the opposite side of the street, Dylan sat in his car with Jack, their gazes locked, when suddenly Jack let out a bark directed at the casino

noticed a

probably Ms. Jenkins.

with their winnings and they couldn’t pay, so Ms. Jenkins

either of them are going to lose the

“Woof, woof, woof.”

the crowd, his shiny gold dog tag catching everyone’s attention, prompting them to