Chapter 80


    Flora was outrageously bold.


    Tim sneered, his gaze circling Flora several times. “Just don’t start cryingter.”


    “We’ll see who cries.” Flora smiled, casually picking up the cup.


    Somehow, everyone felt a shift in her aura.


    Her hand, holding the cup, shook rhythmically. Across from her, Tim’s eyes snapped open in


    astonishment. He was taken aback by her technique, which resembled that of a seasoned pro. To


    his horror, he realized he couldn’t predict the oue of the dice.


    Flora mmed the cup down with a grin, “Your turn.”


    Tim frowned, puzzled by her sudden transformation. He quicklyposed himself, dismissing it as


    overthinking.


    As he grabbed the cup, his shy technique dazzled onlookers.


    “Wow, Tim’s so cool when he shakes the cup!”


    “You can tell Tim’s a pro. I heard he’s been into games since he was a kid. By eighteen, he was


    famous online for his card skills.”


    “Ha, Flora’s done for!”


    1 can’t wait to see her strip!”


    “Though I’m not a fan of hers, she’s got a great figure. I’m gonna take pictures!”


    “Think shell cry?”


    Mockingughter filled the air, yet Flora appeared unbothered, leisurely sipping her juice.


    Aaron, pale–faced after vomiting, leaned against the wall upon entering. He heard the ongoing


    conversation and grasped the situation. Clutching his stinging stomach, he awaited Flora’s


    humiliation. He nned to swoop in to help her. Women loved such drama, Flora would surely


    return to him then.


    Tim put down the cup, reveling in thepliments and the mockery directed at Flora. He smirked


    confidently.


    He was sure of his victory. He didn’t even need to lift the cup to know his oue.


    “You show yours first” He gestured to Flora with a tilt of his chin, full of pride.


    Flora raised her hand. “Nah, you first.”


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    If she insisted, so be it!


    Although he couldn’t quite catch Flora’s numbers, he was certain his total was higher. Tim unveiled


    the cup to reveal four sixes and a five.


    “Holy cow! Tim’s amazing!”


    “Flora’s definitely lost!”


    “Start stripping! Hahaha!”


    Flora scanned the eager faces around her. Some were already poised with phones for photos. Their


    disdainful expressions mirrored those from her past life.


    Her lips curled into a wider grin, her hand lifting the cup-


    The previousughter and taunts choked in their throats as they saw the numbers. The room fell


    eerily silent.


    Pairs of eyes stared in disbelief at the five sixes, dumbfounded.


    Even Tim’s eyes bulged.


    How’s this possible!


    Flora shrugged, her grin widening. “Sorry, got a bit lucky.”


    Then, her gazended on Carina, the implication clear.


    Canna’s face paled, but they had indeed lost. With so many witnesses, backing out wasn’t an


    option.


    She inhaled deeply, removing her jacket. Beneath it, she wore a T–shirt, Losing a plece of clothing


    was no big deal.


    She didn’t think Flora would remain this lucky.


    “Carina, don’t worry. Il win it back next round!” Tim dered, brimming with confidence.