GoodNovel" Hannah smiled, feeling the supportive gazes from behind her.
"I won't let you down.
She lifted her head towards Atticus.
"Deal the cards.
This time, Hannah was dealt an 8 and the masked man a 7.
With such close initial numbers, both chose to draw another card.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe next cards were revealed; Hannah got a 12, while the masked man got a 13.
It seemed like fate was at play.
Both stood at 20 points-a high chance of busting with the final card, yet differing in potential outcomes.
The masked man addressed Hannah, a smirk beneath his mask, "I believe in luck, but I don't believe you're so fortunate to consistently hit 21!" With a confident gesture, he flipped his next card-a 2, just over the edge! This brought him closest to 21.
If Hannah drew anything other than an ace, she would lose the goutright.
"Sorry, but I think I'm winning this round," Hannah stated calmly as she touched the back of the card.
"My sixth sense is always spot on.
I believe my card is an ace.
Underneath his mask, the rabbit-headed man's expression remained hidden, but a sinister chuckle escaped. "Really? I think you're about to fail.
Meanwhile, Atticus, standing to the side, wiped the sweat from his forehead with trembling hands.
He had wanted to leave with the others earlier, but now, frozen in the face of this life-or-death moment, he didn't dare move, feeling the sweat soak through his clothes.
Without a moment's hesitation, Hannah flipped her card-it was indeed an ace.
She smiled and said, “It seems that my sixth sense is more reliable than you thought.
" Across from her, the man in the rabbit head mask seemed unable to accept the turn of events.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis eyelashes fluttered under the mask, betraying his shock.
"How is that possible?" He then fixed his gaze on Hannah and asked accusingly, "Did you play stricks?" Just like Coen before him, the masked man Lost his composure in the face of defeat, his mind racing with doubts about the integrity of the game.
Hannah spread her hands "You prepared the cards.
Although I wrote on them, they are still..." Her voice trailed off as she slowly raised her finger, cut by the dagger, showing it to the masked man.
"Do you think there's something wrong with my blood? you like, I tube can draw a tube for you to check.
" If there was no problem with her writing, how could he lose twice in a row in the last two games?! The face of the man with the rabbit head mask darkened.
He even began to suspect that Hannah had deliberately set a trap for e him by losing several times before!
As he remained silent, contemplating, Hannah pressed furthen "So, are you going to break the contract?"
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