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.”

towards Isabelle, but she broke his wrist in a sickening spin and slammed her foot at him, kicking him down to the

melee, George swiftly cleared a path, shielding

worried Isabelle might get hurt.

but George stood before Isabelle, taking them down as swiftly as he could.

the concealled

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

assailant with a punch. The manager, gun trained on

two o’clock.”

Isabelle

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grazed George’s shoulder. The ricochet struck

blood.

could retaliate, George lunged, booting him through the casino’s entrance, where

retrieved the badge embedded on the wall, inspecting it briefly before returning it to Isabelle.

said, “We still have our

asked, “Should I

Isabelle interjected, “We’ll handle

the situation, George remarked, “This is technically

reimburse them, actively retrieving the funds differed from

“Worried about your image? Mine’s not

reputation in Taragon City isn’t pristine either,” George admitted.

the cashier, ready to reap the rewards of their

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

a gathering at the casino’s entrance.

probably Ms. Jenkins.

awry again? Did they cleaned out the casino with their winnings and they couldn’t pay, so Ms. Jenkins started

no way either of them are going to lose the

“Woof, woof, woof.”

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