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.

lose an article

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

dull. How about this: Lose a round, take a knife.”

stuff, huh?

your rules.

to bully such a pretty lady. Let’s do this instead: You play against her, and if you counts as a loss for me.”

lose, it

wasn’t one to go easy on an unskilled player. If someone willingly offered

of the opponent didn’t

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

good to me.”

a dagger from the host and

guests, catching wind of the conversation, gathered around

cards to a random lady guest, requesting her to

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her face drained of color as

were formidable individuals,

was indeed going to be

of the knife. Even if Hunter

her lost, Yves would lose face, and she’d be in trouble too.

to participate, but fear held her back from refusing. Shaking, the random woman began

glanced at her cards, they felt like a nightmare. With

a nine of

subsequent card, an eight

Seventeen points.

gulp, she picked up the final

relief. She eagerly displayed the cards to Hunter.

Twenty–seven points!

a score; she figured she had

Hunter burst

pondered whether to display some gallantry and let Isabelle off to earn her favor, or to use this