NovelApexChapter 1198: "Wrong." Corrine's gaze was steady, her tone smooth as glass. She lifted the cup, revealing the dice one by one on the table. "Thirty-six points. Sas yours." The look of disappointment Corrine shot her stung deeper than Rosalie expected.
A subtle humiliation crept under her skin, her fingers curling into a tense fist beneath the table.
This wasn't going to be as easy as she had assumed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe met Corrine's gaze with a stubborn, brittle smile. "Miss Holland, your performance is... impressive. Care for another round?" Corrine's casual demeanor only irritated her more. This woman's luck was far more than simple chance.
Rosalie knew she was sinking deeper into trouble, but she couldn't shake her need to win. Especially after Corrine had made such tempting offers earlier, her logical thinking had been overtaken by sheer impulse. How could she just quit now? Life was short, but desires were endless. Greed fueled all wrongdoings. Rosalie was sure her goal would eventually be realized-just like any gambler chasing their luck.
Corrine had plans for Rosalie and wasn't going to let her off easily.
Even if she wanted to back down, Rosalie probably wouldn't.
"Alright then." Corrine smiled warmly, her expression kind with no hint of hostility. "It's rare to see you this excited, Miss Liam. I'm happy to oblige. How about a best of three, counting the previous round?" Driven by her intense urge to win, Rosalie quickly responded, "Alright!" A best of three meant she still had a shot.
Corrine remained calm and collected, while Rosalie shifted from relaxed to fully cautious.
It was a huge mistake to underestimate an opponent.
Read right at gnoRosalie had made that mistake with Corrine before, but not now.
It wasn't until Corrine set the dice cup down that Rosalie's nerves eased just a little.
"One point-your six dice form a vertical line." Corrine let out a soft sigh. “Miss Liam, you're wrong again. You have one. I have five." Then she lifted the dice cup for everyone to see.
Five dice lay together neatly, with one broken die beside them.
The crowd stared at Corrine in disbelief.
Corrine gave a slight shrug. "I'm really sorry. I must've used too much force."
Her precision was so remarkable that she broke a die with the with the dice cup leaving everyone stunned. Yet she didn't boast about her skill.
Breaking a die with a dice cup wasn't something you could just cħalk up to "too much force."
Rosalie had held onto a gambler's hope, thinking victory was within reach, but now all her dreams had n. crumbled.
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