Chapter 99

Chapter 99 Who Do You Think You Are

Harlan squinted at the topmost die on the other side, shocked to see that it showed a one.

He exclaimed, "How is this possible? Where did you learn this trick? You only shook the cup three times and rolled six ones. I refuse to believe it! I spent five years perfecting this technique, and I still need multiple shakes. How did you pull it off?"

He couldn't believe this!

Slowly, he lifted his own cover-only to reveal that the top die was also a one.

For the first time, Brenna looked impressed. "Not bad."

She carefully placed each of her dice on the table, revealing six perfect ones.

Raising a brow slightly, she said, "Harlan, your turn. Let's see-do you have six ones?"

Harlan let out a snort, fuming at the challenge. Years of practice had never earned him a perfect roll, but at this moment, he prayed for a miracle.

Joonas leaned in and began lifting Harlan's dice, removing them slowly. With every die turned over, the

pounding in Harlan's chest grew louder.

The first die-a one.

The second-a one.

A spark of hope flickered across Harlan's face. His training hadn't been for

nothing. If all six were ones, he'd

escape the worst outcome.

The third die-still a one.

His smile widened ever so slightly.

heart raced

The fourth-a one again.

He felt he wouldn't lose this time, and

smirk deepened, amusement flashing across her face. The guy had both skill

The fifth die-a one.

exchanged a knowing look with Thiago. If

lesson tonight might

possible.

00:13

Who Do

Only one die remained.

all eyes locked onto the

It was a thire.

and without thinking,

knife wounds, others had lost fingers, a few had scars marking their faces, and

with a brutal

"Thiago, we're family. You know Miss Harper. Please, speak to her on my behalf. Don't let them cut off my fingers. I'll pay-double

enough?"

tonight wasn't solely because he had sided

been set up

turned to Thiago. "Three fingers. You can do

expression was cold

exchange, sensed there was more

he pulled out

look into Thiago

Harlan's right hand forced onto

smell hit Brenna, making her wrinkle her nose in disgust.

here. Let's leave the matter to Thiago and

his watch and nodded. "It's about time for dinner. Let's go eat something," he

don't do this! Name any price-I'll

the table with a sharp thud. "Begging won't change anything now. When you forced my mother to take that destructive substance, do you remember how she and I begged you? Did you show any mercy back then?"

"Ahhh-"

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