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.”

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

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

was worried Isabelle might

everywhere, but George stood before Isabelle,

by touch, located the concealled button beneath the

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

a punch. The manager, gun

two o’clock.”

down,” Isabelle warned.

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evading, a metal badge grazed George’s shoulder.

blood.

could retaliate, George lunged, booting

it to Isabelle. Extending a hand to her,

have our

I fetch the

Isabelle interjected, “We’ll handle it

situation, George remarked,

them,

your image? Mine’s not worth much. I’ll sort

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

the cashier, ready to reap the rewards

his car with Jack, their gazes

noticed a gathering at the casino’s

probably Ms. Jenkins.

their winnings and they couldn’t pay, so Ms. Jenkins started a fight?

them are going to lose

“Woof, woof, woof.”

gold dog tag catching everyone’s attention, prompting them to step back.