Chapter 80 You Lost

"Ladies first."

Charles sat down and gestured for her to take a seat as well.

Grace took the dice box and shook it disinterestedly. Her slender fingers rested on the lid, and her demeanor relaxed as if she were just playing. "I'm done."

Charles grinned sinisterly at Grace, who didn't seem to be taking the game seriously.

The dice probably hadn't even moved, and it was almost like she had decided to lose on purpose.

The onlookers couldn't understand what she was doing and looked at each other.

Was that it?

With such a large audience watching, a vigorous shake would have been more appropriate.

Surely she knew how many dice there were?

Did she really think she could win like that?

What a joke!

Charles had no intention of going easy on his opponent. He was determined to get his exclusive scoop on Simon.

He prepared himself for a few seconds and began an elaborate routine that showed off his skills.

He could barely see over the top of the table because he was so short.