Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 365 What Luck

Hunter’s expression briefly soured.

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He grasped the underlying message in Yves‘ words quite well. It wasn’t just that his date wasn’t as attractive as Yves, but rather, she was someone Yves had discarded.

Without betraying any emotion, Hunter fired back, “I’ve tired of their company. Maybe your new friend will be more interesting. Gerald. She could teach me a thing or two, perhaps.

Although Yves kept up his smile, his gaze turned icy and threatening. I’m afraid you wouldn’t fare well in that lesson. Mr. Hunter

Isabelle jumped into the conversation. “How about a game of cards?”

She glanced at Hunter from across the table.

Both Isabelle and Jim were acquainted with Hunter from a previous event Yves had dragged them to.

He happened to be the president’s nephew.

At that gathering, it was evident that Hunter enjoyed comparing himself to Yves, though he fell short in every aspect except his family ties.

Hunter’s eyes sparkled with eagerness to converse. “Your foreign language is impressive. Beauty and brains, just as I expected.”

Ignoring the compliment, Isabelle proposed, “Wanna make things interesting?”

Yves and Jim silently agreed. This guy is in for it.

In a flirtatious tone, Hunter replied, “I’m all ears.”

Before Isabelle could respond, Hunter added, “I have an idea for some fun.”

He drew his date closer and gave Isabelle a wicked grin.

a game, lose an article of clothing.”

look, Yves expression hardened as he muttered under his breath, barely containing his rage. T’ll deal with

“That’s dull. How about this: Lose a

stuff, huh? You’re quite different. Alright, we’ll play by

your rules.

her, and if you counts as a loss for me.” He moved aside, pulling his date

lose, it

go easy on an unskilled player. If someone willingly offered themselves up for

her, the identity of the

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keep it simple. Three–card draw, and the highest hand wins.”

agreed. “Sounds good to me.”

dagger from the host and placed

wind of the conversation, gathered

her cards to a random lady guest, requesting her to distribute

Finished

face drained of color as she glimpsed the shining

Hunter and Yves were formidable individuals, she understood the gravity

the knife was

knife. Even if Hunter

her lost, Yves would lose face, and she’d

her back from refusing. Shaking, the random woman

at her cards, they felt like a nightmare. With Hunter egging her on,

a nine

card, an eight of

Seventeen points.

she picked up the final card. It was a king of spades.

pale face brightened with relief. She eagerly displayed the cards to Hunter.

Twenty–seven points!

a score; she

total, Hunter burst into laughter.

earn her favor, or to use