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.

game, lose an article of clothing.”

Hunter’s suggestive look, Yves expression hardened as he muttered under his breath, barely

dull. How about this:

raised an eyebrow. “You’re into the violent stuff, huh? You’re quite different.

your rules.

do this instead: You play against her, and if you counts as

lose, it

If someone willingly offered themselves up for

her, the identity of the opponent

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

good to

from the host

the conversation, gathered around to

cards to a random

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petrified, her face drained of color as she glimpsed the shining knife

that both Hunter and Yves were formidable individuals, she understood the gravity of

was indeed going to be used.

if Hunter

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

reluctant to participate, but fear held her back from

glanced at her cards, they felt like a nightmare. With Hunter egging her on, she nervously grabbed the first

nine of clubs.

card, an eight of diamonds.

Seventeen points.

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

brightened with relief.

Twenty–seven points!

was quite a score; she figured she had won.

total, Hunter burst into

some gallantry and let Isabelle off to earn her favor, or