Chapter 376
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“You can’t even hold your own against me, but you think you’re ready to challenge Epic?” Christina’s gaze swept over him, dry amusement and challenge shining through.
With a confident tilt of his chin, Robin replied, “I’m not talking about right now. But once my skills match—or even surpass—yours, I’ll be ready!”
Robin’s serious tone caught Christina off guard. It was hard to believe this was the same man she had dismissed as a spoiled heir. Now, there was no frivolity—only sincere determination to stand in Epic’s shadow and prove himself.
Robin noticed Christina’s silence and mistook it for hesitation. A flicker of urgency crossed his face. “All I need is for you to introduce me to Epic. I’ll handle the rest,” he said quickly.
After a moment of thought, Christina replied, “Alright—but only if you can beat me first.”
Robin lit up with excitement. “Deal!”
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave,” Christina declared calmly.
“Alright!” Robin said eagerly, his voice still buzzing with energy. Caught up in the moment, he completely forgot to ask for her contact details.
Christina, meanwhile, had achieved her goal—she’d exposed the imposter. It was time to leave the casino. But something felt off. Earlier, two men had passed her by. They looked completely ordinary—average builds, plain faces, nothing memorable. Yet, their steps had been far too quiet. Light. Controlled. Trained. Most people wouldn’t have noticed, but her sharp instincts picked up on it instantly. She knew the signs. Assassins. Her thoughts raced to Dylan. He had shown up here earlier. Were these assassins after him? Were those two the only ones? Or were others already planted inside, maybe even hiding among the staff?
Her eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing through them. No. She couldn’t walk away now. Dylan might be in danger—again.
After a quick decision, she turned and headed back to Robin. This was Miller territory, and Robin was the heir to the family business. With him, she could move freely, even into the restricted areas.
When Robin saw the masked challenger return, he froze for a second. “I thought you left. Why are you back?” he asked, puzzled.
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Christina, her voice altered by the voice changer, replied, “I realized I haven’t really explored the casino. Could you show me around?”
“My pleasure!” Robin agreed right away. It played perfectly into his hands—he had been dying to ask this challenger for gambling tips.
As they strolled through the casino, Robin eagerly sought Christina’s guidance on various gambling strategies. Their conversation flowed with ease, and he found himself enjoying it. It felt like meeting a kindred spirit.
“I feel like we really click. Want to be friends?” Robin blurted out, excitement spilling over.
Christina stayed composed, her face unreadable. She had planned to refuse. But seeing the eager light in his eyes—and knowing she needed his help—she hesitated and then nodded. “Fine by me. But I’m a bit older than you, if that doesn’t bother you.”
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