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    “Of course,” Christina answered boastfully, putting on a bluffing face, her performance convincing.


    Coen studied the way she held herself. He caught a quick sh of fear in her eyes despite her arrogance. She was nervous. He thought he had seen through Christina’s bluff and smirked to himself. He’d make her pay!


    “Would you be brave enough to make a bet with me?” Coen challenged.


    Her charade still on, Christina stared at him, her hand tightening around her wine ss. “What’s there to be afraid of? Tell me, what do you want to bet on?”


    Coen proposed, “If you manage to be the mentor for those three piano maestros, you win. If not, you…”


    There was a pause as Christina acted like she was weighing her options.


    Coen did not hesitate to push her. “What’s the matter? Too frightened to agree?”


    Christina looked up, meeting his gaze. “Frightened? What do I have to be frightened about? Alright, let’s bet,” she answered, pretending to make the decision on impulse.


    That was when Olly and Bowen interjected, “We’re in, too. We’ll take the bet.”


    Not wanting to be left out, Gerda and Gwen chimed in, “Count us in!”


    A small, satisfied smile appeared at the corner of Christina’s mouth. Her n had worked. Every single one of them had fallen for it.


    With a faint frown, Christina addressed them. “So, all of you want to bet against me? Let me remind you, if you lose, there will be consequences.”


    Coen’s lips curled as he retorted, “Are you finally getting nervous?”


    Christina shook her head. “Me? Nervous? Not a chance. I’m just trying to help you understand what you’re about to lose. Better give it some thought.”


    For everyone else in the room, Christina’s warnings seemed like nothing more than empty threats. They were convinced she was only trying to scare them off. Lorraine and Yvonne watched Christina, certain that they had seen through her game. Their confidence grew even stronger. It looked as if Christina would be defeated for sure. She wore an air of superiority, acting like she had already won, but beneath it all, she felt anxious and unsure. If she failed to offer King’s treatment once she lost the bet, she was in for serious torment!


    The five individuals all broke into loudughter, unable to hold it back. In their eyes, Christina was full of hot air—just loud words, no real bite. Winning this bet felt like a sure thing.


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    “What’s there to think about?” Coen said with a cocky grin. “If you’re not scared, why the hell should we be? Come on, tell us. What’s the stake?”


    “You’re really sure about betting with me?” Christina asked, pretending to hesitate. “I’ll give you onest chance to back out.”


    She knew exactly what she was doing. The more she phrased it this way, the more likely they were to take the bait.


    “We’re in!” all five of them said together, not even a moment’s doubt.


    Just like Christina had expected… She slowly swirled her wine ss, the tiniest smirk curling at the edge of her lips. Real hunters didn’t show their ws right away. They yed with the prey until it was toote. Now that they had taken the bait, they wouldn’t retreat easily.


    “Alright then,” Christina said with a smooth smile. “Since you’re so eager to lose the bet, I won’t stop you.”


    Lorraine let out a snort and sneered. “Ugh, all bluffing.”


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