Confusion creased his brow as he examined the unconventional cards.

“What’s this? These aren’t playing cards.

Why are the numbers handwritten?”

The man in the rabbit mask remarked, “I forgot to mention, my deck contains numbers from 1 to 15.

I’ve designed a rather intriguing game.

It all hinges on our luck.

Now it’s your turn to decide whether to draw the third card.

The number 12 had already shown up in play, and the remaining high cards were 13, 14, and 15.

If Coen drew the highest card, he would lose.

However, drawing a lower card might not bring his total to 21, making the decision more challenging than in typical card games.

“I’ll pass on the third card.

his jaw and revealed his

It was a 10.

total was 18, a relatively safe bet, which

rabbit mask grinned, revealing his

total to 27, which

smug smile crept across Coen’s

like luck wasn’t

drew the high

up, the masked man signaled for someone to collect the

to go another

“I’ve won already.

I play

man seemed confident that Coen would accept his

tone, he said, “Win another round,

Coen leaned back

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255