"Alright, the loser bows and apologizes to the other!" Hayley Cole agreed right away.
Sophie Wilson thought she was so clever, trying to use this thod to get out of it, does she think I’m an idiot?
No way would she fall for Sophie Wilson’s trick!
"Then I’ll reveal mine." Hayley Cole spoke up.
"Please go ahead." Sophie Wilson nodded, gesturing with her hand.
Hayley Cole quickly opened the dice cup, revealing five dice showing five-five-five-six-six.
David Green felt a jolt in his heart; indeed, Hayley Cole is really good at this ga.
Even if it were them playing, they might not be able to roll such numbers right off the bat.
Hayley Cole frowned slightly, a small misstep.
However, even so, it would definitely crush a novice like Sophie Wilson.
After a slight disappointnt, Hayley Cole looked at Sophie Wilson smugly.
Sophie Wilson blinked and looked at Hayley Cole’s numbers, saying, "Very impressive."
"Not bad." Hayley Cole feigned modesty, but the pride in her words was clear to anyone with ears.
"Show yours, let’s see how much you have, maybe it’s more than mine." Hayley Cole’s words were blatant mockery; how could Sophie have more than her?
What a joke!
"Well, even if it’s more, it’ll just be a little more." Sophie Wilson pursed her lips and said.
Her words almost made Hayley Cole burst out laughing: "Alright, let’s see how you manage to have a little more than !"
Sophie Wilson’s arrogant claim that she’d have a bit more than her was laughable; she wasn’t afraid her tongue would get twisted by the wind.
The people around had mocking smiles in their eyes; did Sophie Wilson really think being close to Charles Seymour ant she had skills herself?
With her childlike moves, she thought she could have more than Hayley Cole?
More embarrassnt, perhaps!
"Just a little more than you." Sophie Wilson said with a chuckle, while opening her dice cup.
Inside, the five dice clearly showed their numbers—five-five-six-six-six.
Sure enough, it was indeed more by one dot than Hayley Cole.
The crowd: "..."
Hayley Cole’s smug smile froze on her face when she saw the numbers clearly; her eyes widened in disbelief as she angrily shouted, "That’s absolutely impossible!"
"The dice you prepared, you said were fine." Sophie Wilson shrugged and said, "Are you saying I tampered with them?"
Sophie Wilson’s words choked up Hayley Cole; the dice and the cup were indeed fine, she had checked them herself.
The only possibility for Sophie Wilson to roll that number was—luck!
Sophie Wilson must have had incredible luck to roll such numbers!
"Again!" Hayley Cole quickly covered the dice cup and started shaking it vigorously, her movents more intense than before, her eyes filled with fierce hatred, as if two daggers were stabbing into Sophie Wilson.
Sophie Wilson also covered her dice cup, continuing to shake it like a child.
The two of them shook the dice cups simultaneously; one side had a rhythmic, crisp sound, pleasing to the ear, while the other was clattering like noise.
But thinking about the earlier result, no one knew what expression to wear.
Was it luck?
Could there really be such good luck?
How co they didn’t have such luck when they played back then?
"Young Master Bright, Miss Wilson, this..." David Green turned to ask the nearby Kai Bright.
Kai Bright raised his hand to stop him before he could finish, "Don’t ask , I have no idea either."
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