Chapter 232 Admit Defeat
Alex smiled at him with amusement. “Why? Are you going to admit defeat?”
Eugene maintained his composure. “I’m not admitting defeat. I was just asking if there’s this rule.”
As they were friends since childhood, they knew each other well—so well that they could tell what the other had in mind from just listening to what they said. Alex replied, “Sure. If you admit defeat, you’ll only need to drink a glass of beer that is in front of you!”
He thought that Eugene would surely drink, but the latter seemed calm instead. “Why are you looking at me? Continue with the game!”
Then, Alex rolled 8 while Aleena got 9, and Hayden got 11.
Nicole lifted her dice cup and took a glimpse at it. She then intentionally put on an expression of frustration while raising her hand. “I’m drinking to roll the dice again.”
Hayden’s brows were slightly furrowed. As he sat not too far away from Nicole, he saw what she got—her number was the same as his. She doesn’t need to worry about losing at all, so why did she roll the dice again? Could it be that she’s trying to save Eugene’s face?
She rolled the dice again.
Nicole looked at everyone before secretly opened the dice cup to glimpse at the dice. With her lips pursed, her smile turned into a wide grin, but her voice was gentle. “I admit defeat.”
Everyone else was excited to see one of them lose. “Sure. Drink, then.”
Alex asked curiously, “Open it and let us see. How many points did you get that you are willing to admit defeat?”
Nicole’s gaze flicked across everyone’s face and finally landed on Eugene’s before she opened the dice cup.
Aleena remarked, “5. It’s indeed rather small.”
Eugene furrowed his brows so slightly that it was barely visible.
Alex grinned. “Let me see if there’s any other people who rolled a smaller number than you?”
As he spoke, he directly opened Eugene’s dice cup. Upon seeing the pathetic 3 lying under his cup, the former laughed in his face. “You have only 3, but you are still not planning to give up?”
Eugene let out a snort, feeling pleased with himself, as if he was showing off to him his success for being able to wait for someone else to admit defeat instead!
Nicole peeked at Eugene, and their gaze happened to meet each other, causing her to smile shyly at him.
Hayden saw this scene. As expected, she intentionally rolled the dice again because of Eugene and admitted defeat on purpose. But how was she able to guess that he rolled a small number?
Alex, who didn’t notice anything at all, looked at Nicole and uttered, “See, it was your loss to have admitted defeat. He had only 3, but he wasn’t anxious, so why did you panic when you had 5?”
She looked at Eugene and explained with a smile, “I was worried that I would need to drink all three glasses. I thought that it would be better to just admit defeat so that I would only have to drink one instead.”
Alex couldn’t resist his laughter. “Hahaha, you need to be daring and patient to play with Young Master Nolan. Drink up now! Come on; let’s continue!”
This time, since Nicole had admitted defeat, Eugene was able to escape the punishment. Though he didn’t drink, he didn’t feel good because he was not interested in anyone else other than Olivia.
Therefore, in the next few rounds, no matter what number he got, he only rolled once, and he made sure that he gave away nothing on his face.
Even if Nicole was good at reading expressions, she couldn’t tell what number Eugene got.
For some inexplicable reason, Eugene faced obstacles in not only his relationship; he was unlucky in gambling as well. His situation was similar to Olivia’s at that night—he kept losing. Out of the ten rounds he had played, the largest number he had rolled was 7, which was unfortunately still the smallest number among them all!
Nicole continued to secretly help him. Whenever she felt that she might win that round, she would roll the dice again.
However, she couldn’t admit defeat every round. It would be too obvious if she did so with any number larger than 8.
Hence, Eugene became the person who drank the most. Of course, he began to lose money at the later period since he refused to allow the alcohol to numb his reasons.
Halfway through the game, he went to the washroom.
As a matter of fact, even though he kept losing, he was still in a good mood. He was suddenly able to understand Olivia’s frustration at that moment.
