Then, in a swift move, Remington flipped the cup on the table!
He held the cup down and challenged Bryson, “Your move, Mr. Mitchell.
Let’s see your dice.”
Bryson met Remington’s gaze, his eyes intense.
After a brief pause, he lifted the cup.
There they were. Six dice, all showing six red dots, perfectly aligned on the gambling table!
With composure, Bryson set the cup aside and gestured to Remington.
“It’s your turn.”
Remington’s smile turned into a stiff line at the corners of his mouth. He stared at Bryson’s dice in astonishment. Each of the six dice on the table showed six spots facing up!
While taken aback, Remington remained composed. This was just a tie, at worst.
He cautiously removed his cup, revealing two dice showing two spots, and the other four showing three spots each.
Standing up, Remington’s disbelief was palpable. “This can’t be right!
Damn it!”
Bryson stood up, straightening his suit jacket, and flashed a smile at Remington. “Thanks, Mr. Lyons.”
He strolled over, gently took Hannah’s hand, and drew her close.
“She’s with me now!”
“Let me go!”
Hannah feigned a hesitant struggle and turned to Remington, pleading, “Mr. Lyons!”
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Before anyone could intervene, Bryson lifted Hannah up in his arms.
He threw a challenging look at Remington. “You’re not going to back out now, are you, Mr. Lyons?”
Remington’s fists tightened, but he maintained a calm smile. “I’m a man of my word.”
Pleased, Bryson carried Hannah out. Pausing by the gambling table, he flashed a taunting smile at Remington. “Thanks for the lovely gift.”
Rodrigo, witnessing Hannah in Bryson’s arms, seethed with anger. He leaned toward Remington. “Sir, should we act tonight?”
“Relax. It’s not the right time just yet!” Remington replied, his gaze fixed on Bryson’s retreating figure, a wicked smile playing on his lips. “I’ll make sure he bends down before me, asking for forgiveness!”