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.”

sickening spin and slammed her foot at him, kicking him down to

shielding Isabelle. “Stay

was worried Isabelle might get hurt.

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

located the concealled button beneath the gambling

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

floored the last assailant with a punch. The manager, gun trained

two o’clock.”

down,” Isabelle warned.

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

blood.

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

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

have our chips to cash

I fetch the manager?”

Isabelle interjected, “We’ll

situation, George remarked, “This

the casino’s duty to reimburse them, actively retrieving the funds

“Worried about your image? Mine’s not worth much. I’ll

City isn’t pristine

the cashier, ready to reap the rewards of their

his car with Jack, their gazes locked,

noticed a gathering at the casino’s entrance.

Ms.

they cleaned out the casino with their winnings and they couldn’t pay, so Ms. Jenkins

way either of them are going to lose

“Woof, woof, woof.”

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