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

path, shielding Isabelle. “Stay put, I’ve got this,”

was worried Isabelle might get hurt.

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

Isabelle, guided by touch, located the concealled

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

last assailant with a punch. The manager, gun trained on George, commanded,

two o’clock.”

down,” Isabelle

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metal badge grazed George’s shoulder. The ricochet struck the manager’s arm,

blood.

manager recoiled. Before he could retaliate, George lunged, booting him through the

the wall, inspecting it briefly before returning it to Isabelle. Extending a hand to her, he said, “Let’s get

“We still have our chips

asked, “Should I

Isabelle interjected, “We’ll

George remarked, “This is technically

them, actively retrieving the funds differed from conventional compensation.

Mine’s not worth much. I’ll sort it out.”

in Taragon City isn’t pristine either,”

the cashier, ready to reap the

car with Jack, their gazes locked, when suddenly Jack let

across and noticed a gathering at the

Ms. Jenkins.

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

no way either of them are going

“Woof, woof, woof.”

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