Chapter 309 A Stroke Of


    Luck


    "Just drinking is boring. Let''s make things more interesting," Moses suggested, a sly grin tugging at his lips. "How about we change up the rules?"


    He paused, running his tongue over his teeth as his gaze flickered between Nate and Corrine with keen interest. "The winner gets to challenge the loser to truth or dare. If the loser refuses, they have to drink."


    Moses usually preferred a more aggressive approach, but when it came to Nate, he knew better. Even with ten times his current nerve, he wouldn''t dare force Nate into ying. "Want in?" Nate lifted an eyebrow, his gaze settling on Corrine.


    Corrine tilted her head slightly, her eyes meeting his. A soft nod followed. "Sure."


    Moses'' eyes gleamed with anticipation at her agreement. He quickly went over the rules, his tone deliberately light. "Miss Hond, rx. It''s just a game for fun."


    "If you lose, I''ll take care of it," Nate added offhandedly.


    Moses and Zack exchanged nces, amusement shing between them.


    They had known Nate for years-


    he was the type to brush off women who threw themselves at him without a second thought.


    Yet now, watching him take such an active role in this, it was impossible not to suspect he had beenpletely captivated by Corrine''s beauty. Corrine looked up at Nate, a slow smile curving her lips. "I don''t think my luck is that bad."


    Jules, catching her remark, nced at her, his expression unreadable, but the faintest hint of a smirk yed at the corner of his mouth.


    "No matter what, Nate''s got your back," Moses teased, shooting Nate a knowing


    look.


    A few minutester, the bottles on the sleek ck marble table were cleared away, reced with dice cups and dice.


    The group gathered around, casually adjusting their grips on the cups.


    Moses shed a smug smile. "Let''s get started."


    As he spoke, the sharp tter of dice rolling inside the cups echoed through the room.


    Secondster, he ced his cup on the table with an air of confidence, surveying the group. "Shall I go first?"


    Seeing no objections, he confidently lifted his cup, revealing three dice-


    two sixes and a five.


    The person next to him took a


    "Well and let out a low whistle


    Mr. Seymour''s


    bel


    Mr. Seymour''s going easy on 98 tonight."


    As he spoke, he uncovered his own dice. "Eleven points."


    One by one, the others followed


    but when


    Jules revealed his


    g a perfect eighteen cen


    filled with murmurs of disbelief.


    Finally, it was Nate''s and Corrine''s turn.


    nothe


    They exchanged a nce, and with synchronized ease, lifted their cups at the exact same moment.


    "Are you


    Zg me?" Moses nearly


    shot


    his seat, staring at them


    in experated disappointmen


    two had to have nned this!"


    Inside both of their cups sat an identical score-seventeen points.


    The worst part? They hadpletely dodged any penalties.


    Jules'' gaze lingered on Corrine, amusement flickering in his sharp eyes.


    With the lowest score, someone else had to take the punishment.


    As the rounds progressed, nearly everyone suffered a penalty at some point- except for three.


    Jules, Nate, and Corrine remained untouched.


    Moses narrowed his eyes at them suspiciously. "Alright, did you three set this up beforehand?"


    If this continued, he might start suspecting foul y.


    How else could they keep avoiding the punishments so effortlessly?


    Nate lifted his gazezily, offering nothing in response.


    Jules, however, smirked as he leaned back. "Guess luck''s on our side tonight."


    All eyes thennded on Corrine, waiting for her to give an answer that made sense.


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