NovelXXXChapter 382 Someone leaned over to Sylvia and whispered, "She's gorgeous. Is she the new talent your family's entertainment company just signed?" Sylvia beamed with pride. "Isn't she stunning?" The girl nodded. "She's even prettier than most celebrities." Then, lowering her voice, she asked, “But seriously, is she really your company's newest star?" Sylvia scoffed. "Not at all-don't be ridiculous. She's actually a top student at Crestwood University. She's aiming for a research career." "No way. That's incredible. She's smart and beautiful? I'm so jealous." One of the guys just stared, completely dazed. "Sylvia, since when did you know such a gorgeous girl? Why didn't you introduce her to us sooner?" Sylvia glanced at him, and her mind drifted to the person she'd seen standing beside Citrine that day-completely out of this guy's league.
She snorted with disdain. "She's a star student at Crestwood. Have you looked in the mirror lately? Dream on, Prince Charming." Still not entirely reassured, she added pointedly, "She's my friend, so don't even think about trying anything." As Citrine walked in, she immediately noticed Monica sitting near Sylvia. Monica was staring at her, but Citrine didn't seem bothered and acted as if she hadn't noticed.
From the moment Citrine entered, Monica's sharp gaze had locked onto her.
That was a beautiful face—yet there was something oddly familiar about it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs Monica studied her, she felt an unexpected sense of comfort, almost a strange kinship.
She thought to herself: She really is likable.
Sylvia leaned in, whispering to Monica, "Well? Didn't I tell you? Citrine's not sscammer." Monica replied coolly, "Yeah, she's definitely easier on the eyes than the last one." Sylvia grinned, then got up and walked over to Citrine, wrapping an arm around her and guiding her to sit down by her side.
She turned to the group and announced, "Letintroduce you all-this is my new friend, Citrine Carmichael, a top student at Crestwood University." Citrine offered a polite greeting to everyone before taking her seat.
Sylvia leaned over and asked quietly, "Hey, can you drink?" Citrine, a little unsure, nodded. "I can." With that, Sylvia declared, "Now that everyone's here, let's play a dice game!" Not wanting to get the straight-A student into trouble, Sylvia kept it simple. "Let's just play high or low. We'll roll the dice, and you guess if the total's over half or under half. Get it wrong, you drink." She turned to Citrine with a reassuring smile. "That okay with you?" Citrine nodded. "Of course." The gbegan. There were eight of them, and they took turns rolling. "Citrine, you start us off," Sylvia said, handing her the dice.
Citrine's slender, fair hand picked up the cup and shook it a few times with effortless grace-enough to draw everyone's attention.
Next was Monica's turn. Growing up abroad with a family that owned several casinos, Monica was no stranger to games of chance. In fact, she was easily the most skilled among them. This high-or-low gwas child's play for her-she could even tell the total by the sound of the dice.
After Monica, it was Sylvia's turn.
Once everyone had rolled, it was tto call their guesses.
Citrine: "High." Monica: "High." Sylvia: "Low." Janet: "High." And so on.
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Citrine was the first to reveal her cup. All five dice were sixes the content isfomnovelenglish.net! Monica revealed hers: four, five, five, six, six.
Both Citrine and Monica had called it perfectly and dodged the penalty e drink Only Jand Sylvia were left to take a shot.
They played a few more rounds, and tafter time, Citrine and Monica dominated the game. It was as if they had ssecret advantage-neither of them touched a drop of alcohol, while everyone else inevitably found themselves reaching for their glasses.
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