Chapter 241

"Then I'll go with low," Arnold declared, his voice calm but defiant.

It was clear he intended to oppose Felicia at every turn. If she picked high, he'd pick low.

Arnold's friends were among the crowd of young socialites. They laughed, tossing their chips onto the table. They weren't there for the winnings. To them, this was entertainment, a way to support their friend while watching Felicia lose her composure. They fully expected to see her flustered and embarrassed by the end of the round.

The dealer rang the bell, signaling the end of bets. The cover lifted to reveal the roll-4-5-5. High!

Felicia won.

A pile of chips quickly stacked up in front of her. She smirked at Arnold, her eyes brimming with challenge. "Do you wanna go another round?"

"Bring it on!" Arnold snorted. His pride stung. "That was just the first round. Beginner's luck."

A new round began. Felicia placed her bet on high again, doubling down without hesitation.

Still fuming, Lucas didn't hesitate. "Low."

winning streak,

up, and the cover lifted. Unbelievably, it was the exact same result

Felicia won again.

in her chair, her expression serene but clearly pleased. Meanwhile, Arnold's jaw

anything," he snapped. "Don't get ahead

replied sweetly, her tone dripping with

the third round, Felicia picked low. Her bet was modest this time, giving the impression she wasn't

high, of course. His friends, caught between doubt and

closed, Felicia casually pushed another

lifted-1,

groans erupted around the table

you believe

arms. "I'm not giving

determined with each loss, refusing to

round, the

12th, Felicia's uncanny streak of wins remained unbroken. She even let Arnold bet first a few times, just to mix things up. But no matter what he chose, she followed her

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