NovelEnglishChapter 517: In this game, however, luck would only account for about ten percent of the outcome; the rest depended on memory. And it just so happened that memory was Allison's territory. With her photographic recall, she never forgot a detail.
"Finally dropping the act, I see," Amor sneered, watching Allison's calm demeanor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAllison's lips curled. “An act? I thought my last hand was good, but it turned out it wasn't.” Amor bristled, her anger simmering just beneath the surface, one breath away from spilling over.
The crowd, having understood the rules, reacted in various ways. "This game... isn't it just a basic memory test? A gamble that relies solely on luck is a snooze." "What do you mean by 'solely luck'? It's clearly a match of memory! You need both the suit and the number in sync to score. If you think it's just chance, showyour skill!" "I actually believe this gis a sharp divider between the strong and the weak!” Melany felt a tightness in her chest; she couldn't believe it-Allison had just clinched a win by pure luck! Agitated, she looked up, meeting Amor's gaze. She wasn't sure, but it seemed like Amor was eyeing her with unusual interest, almost as if sizing her up.
"This gdoesn't have much spark with only two players," Amor squinted in Melany's direction and then spoke again. "But add a third, and it would be more exciting." Allison seemed unfazed. "Anyone willing to join can step up." The referee, Kylo, nodded from his position, lounging lazily on the leather sofa as he watched, clearly relishing the show. The higher the stakes, the more thrilling the spectacle.
A few were tempted, but many hesitated. The stakes were staggering a single card flip would set them back 150,000.
Who here had the nerve to dive in? With a casual air, Amor picked up her chips and raised them high. "Anyone wanting to join-I'll grant them a million in chips as a partnership gift." The crowd buzzed with excitement, eyes fixed enviously on the gleaming chips.
"Me! Amor, I'll play!" "Countin, Amor!" "I've got a sharp memory. Letjoin!" A storm of volunteers surged forward, each vying for Amor's favor. In the midst of the chaos, Allison watched shrewdly. She knew exactly what Amor was doing-she was stirring the pot.
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With more players, the gwould move faster and becmore m e intense
Sure, it looked like Amor was giving away a fortune, but this was a gambler's om few wouena; once people were in, few would willingly walk away. Even Melany felt the pull of those one million chips.
After all, it wasn't her money-why not play a round or two? And if she managed to annoy Allison in the process, so much the better.
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