Chapter 1193:

A casual shake, a simple toss—yet seventeen points.

Could Corrine really be that lucky?

While Rosalie mulled it over, the others had already turned their attention to Moses, laughing at his dismal score.

“Alright, Mr. Seymour,” Herbert teased, flashing a playful smirk. “Truth or Dare?”

“Even if I were honest, you still wouldn’t believe me,” Moses scoffed, reaching for three small bottles of beer on the table. “Cheers!”

Without another word, he tilted his head back and downed them in quick succession. Rosalie watched, her expression unreadable. “Moses, sorry about that.”

“No need to apologize,” Moses said, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.

gaze lingered on Rosalie. “A bet’s a

she couldn’t quite place, his words

it even possible for someone to be this lucky every

Rosalie initiated the second round. Her breath hitched

bizarre turn of events. He grabbed the three people’s dice cups and examined them with scrutiny. “We’re all here to

inspected the dice cups and dice with meticulous

emerged victorious. But this time, Zack was the one left in last

rose from his

ⓐuthor’s ⓒo?? h?r?:

crossed Rosalie’s face. “If

hoping to pry something

rules, and now you’re unhappy with the result.” Zack’s eyes turned cold behind his glasses, and he added

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