As everyone watched Evelyn’s hand move, they couldn’t help but hold their breath nervously.
It wasn’t just about choosing the game; it was about choosing the opponent behind each game.
When Evelyn’s slender fingers landed on the dice cup, everyone silently thought, “It’s over…”
While she might have had a chance with twenty-four points or big and small, playing against Wendell in dice cup, who hadn’t lost in ten years, seemed hopeless.
Taking in everyone’s reaction, Evelyn whispered softly, “Did I choose wrong?”
Hector sighed, “No turning back now.”
He signaled to the two guards behind him. If they couldn’t successfully escape later, they would have to take Evelyn and leave.
The two guards wore expressions of annoyance. This woman was indeed as troublesome as their master Noah had described, lacking in ability yet causing trouble.
Watching Evelyn head towards the gambling table, the two guards muttered quietly.
“What if she angers the people here? We’ll be in trouble too. Do we have to take this troublemaker with us when we leave?”
“Why rush? Didn’t the master instruct us? As long as this woman is alive when she returns, the mission is accomplished.”
“Heh, if she really can’t escape, then it’ll be her misfortune.”…
When Wendell appeared, he caused a stir in the crowd.
Observing the blatant arrogance in his eyes, Evelyn furrowed her brow, “Is he really that formidable?”
“He’s more than formidable,” Hector said excitedly, “Even the world’s best dice cup master couldn’t win a round against him.”
Evelyn: “…” Despite being her first time in such a place, she wasn’t entirely inexperienced. Because William liked dice cups, she had spent several months learning from a dice cup master in her early years. Although it had been many years, she should still be able to rely on some luck.
As the final bets were settled, chips representing fifty million were piled up in front of Evelyn. Behind her, the others had set up their own betting pools…
Wendell’s odds were 0. 5 to 1, while hers were 1 to 100. It was almost insulting.
Curiously, Evelyn asked, “Did someone bet on me to win?”
“No,” Hector glanced and replied quietly.
“Well, Then there is now,” Evelyn immediately pulled out a chip worth fifty million. “Bet on me to win.”
Hector sighed internally. Was she not losing enough already? He wasn’t sure whether to think of this lady as naive or if there was something wrong with her brain. It was a clear-cut dead end.
Wendell set up the dice cup, still looking disdainful towards Evelyn, as if being compared to her was a grave insult.
“It’s up to you to decide big or small. Please.”
“Big,” Evelyn blurted out.
Without hesitation, Wendell began shaking the dice cup. After the clattering sounds ceased, the cup landed on the table with a thud.
The attendant revealed the result.
Four sixes, the highest points.
For Evelyn to even tie, she would need to roll the exact same four sixes.
Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Evelyn weakly shook the dice cup and then placed it down.
The outcome was unsurprising. Evelyn lost a fifty million chip without any suspense.
In the second round, with the stakes doubled, Evelyn obediently tossed in two fifty million chips.
This time, Wendell didn’t even bother lifting an eyelid. “Big or small?”
Evelyn’s eyes flashed with determination as she calmly uttered one word: “Small.”
If Henry could see the glint in the girl’s eyes, he would understand that she was serious this time.
Wendell picked up the dice cup, giving Evelyn a disdainful glance before lazily tossing the dice onto the table.
The attendant revealed the result.
Four ones.
The surrounding people burst into laughter.
“Wendell’s gesture is too insulting to his opponent. She’s just a little girl. What if she cries?”
“Wendell has never been one to show mercy. That little girl didn’t even have the strength to shake the dice cup. I think Wendell is just going easy on her.”
“Hahaha… Mercy? Rolling four ones?”
Amidst the discussion, Evelyn slowly picked up the dice cup, her wrist demonstrating remarkable strength as she shook it. Each movement produced a crisp and even sound from the cup.
Anyone could tell that someone who could produce such a sound was a seasoned expert.
Wendell’s expression suddenly changed.
She dare to deceive him?
Before Wendell could recover from his thoughts, Evelyn suddenly tossed the dice cup high into the air, rhythmically flipping it several times before it landed with a thud on the table.
The attendant stepped forward to reveal the result.
When everyone thought the two might have tied at most, the scene beneath the dice cup caused everyone to widen their eyes in disbelief.