Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 367 Trio of Kingst

He had three tens, making it thirty points.

Hunter burst into laughter, challenging, “Let’s see how you’re going to top that!‘ His laughter was so intense that he seemed completely unaware of the pain in his arm and leg.

Swiftly, he composed himself, waiting calmly for Isabelle to reveal her cards,

“Thirty points. Mr. Hunter seals the win for this round.”

“Will she face the consequences alone, or will Gerald step in? Their dynamic is quite unusual.”

“Mr. Hunter has already taken two blows; he won’t let Gerald intervene.”

“I’ll give it a try.” Jim declared, leaning forward to grab Isabelle’s cards.

But Isabelle halted him in his tracks.

Tm

Jim remarked, I’m feeling lucky tonight.”

Yves chimed in. “Let me take a shot; your luck isn’t exactly stellar, Jim.”

Isabelle countered, “Each of you brings bad luck; stay out of this.”

Jim withdrew his hand, settling back into his seat. “She’s talking about you.”

“She’s talking about you, Yves echoed.

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Finished

lifted a corner of the top card,

for revenge, urged impatiently, ‘Come on. Get on with

then turned her attention to the middle

expression remained unchanged.

girl’s mental strength is impressive. Even in the face of imminent defeat, she remains

because Gerald

was teetering on the brink of rage after

be the one

continued to push her, but Isabelle held onto the cards, refusing to budge.

limit, Hunter impatiently grabbed Isabelle’s cards, revealing them with

them onto the table.

cards landed with

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367 Trio of Kings

Finished

with anticipation, abruptly dimmed as he

pupils contracted violently, disbelief written all over his

guests gasped

to be

up to thirty points as

trio of tens couldn’t outdo Isabelle’s

girl’s luck is off the charts. I thought

face drained of color as he looked at Isabelle. She wore a subtle smile, her eyes hinting

with a score

foul play. This can’t be real.

witnesses, and you dealt the cards yourself,

resorts to cheating. My Sweetheart has always been lucky. It’s your misfortune to face her,” Yves implied.

tension. He was just hosting a banquet, and

isn’t a casino; let’s just call it a draw,

the host assured, aiming

offered, “Mr. Hunter,