NovelApexChapter 1190: Corrine met her stare, reading the intent beneath it. The subtle hostility. The provocation.
The moment their eyes met, Corrine caught the unmistakable hostility in Rosalie's gaze and had a vague inkling of what was afoot.
Without missing a beat, Corrine's lips curled into a bright, almost teasing smile.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Why not play something simple, like dice?" "Are you sure about that?" Rosalie's eyes gleamed with a spark of excitement she couldn't quite conceal.
Before Corrine could respond, Herbert spoke up, his tone laced with a touch of caution. "That's Rosalie's forte. She's never lost at this gsince she was a child. Facing her is like throwing yourself into the jaws of defeat." At this, Corrine raised an eyebrow, a glint of amusement flickering in her eyes.
Never lost since childhood, huh? Well, Corrine had never lost either.
Noticing the silence hanging in the air, Rosalie quickly spoke, her words dripping with false politeness. “Herbert, Miss Holland is visiting the Independent Continent for the first time. It would be proper to show her the local hospitality, wouldn't you agree? Since she's eager to play dice, we're more than happy to oblige..." As she spoke, Zack's eyes, hidden behind his glasses, sharpened with a quiet warning.
He knew all too well his sister's tricks and schemes.
He thought he had made himself clear earlier, but something about Rosalie's blatant challenge struck him as odd. What was going on today? Why the open attempt to trap Corrine? Zack wasn't concerned about Rosalie making trouble for Corrine. His real worry was that his sister, in her overconfidence, might regret underestimating Corrine. Since meeting Corrine, Zack had noticed a pattern: anyone who aimed to outsmart her ended up with the short end of the stick.
Rosalie smiled sweetly, as if to pacify Zack.
"It's just a game," she said smoothly, her voice almost too calm. "It's rare that we all get together like this. Who knows when we'll meet again? A little friendly competition before we..." Part ways, win or lose, it's all in good fun. And besides, Miss Holland doesn't strikeas someone who can't handle a little defeat." Corrine's lips curled into a faint, knowing smile.
At first, Corrine had only agreed to go along with the flow, but W. but seeing m Rosalie's palpable eagerness made the gall the more intriguing. "Alright," Corrine said, her tone light, yet carrying an edge.
Rosalie, relieved that Corrine hadn't backed out, suppressed the surge of excitement that bubbled up inside her.
She had played dice with her elders since she was young, and she was as skilled at it as a seasoned professional.
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