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 of clothing.”

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

How about this:

“You’re into the violent stuff,

your rules.

play against her,

lose, it

player. If someone willingly offered

identity of the opponent

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keep it simple. Three–card

good to me.”

retrieved a dagger from the host and placed it on the table,

wind of the conversation, gathered around to

to a random lady guest, requesting her to

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of color as she glimpsed the shining knife on the table.

were formidable individuals,

serious; the knife was indeed going to be used.

the knife. Even if Hunter intervened to save face, she’d

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

her back from refusing. Shaking,

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

nine of

an eight of

Seventeen points.

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

her previously pale face brightened with relief. She eagerly displayed the

Twenty–seven points!

a score; she figured she had

the total, Hunter burst into laughter.

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