Coolest Girl in Town

"You are too sly," Elise exclaimed as she realized she had been duped yet again.

As the saying goes, everything has its vanquisher. Alexander was her lifeline, and he had her wrapped around his finger.

"Then, I'll pick first. I'm betting on Zephyr. If I win, we'll have a son," Elise declared.

"Oh well, I guess I'll just have to bet on Narissa." Alexander sighed and gave off a pitiful expression. However, in a split second, his eyes shone bright with triumph.

Elise was initially pleased with herself for being the first to bet, but she didn’t realize that Alexander would benefit regardless of having a son or a daughter.

…

After half an hour, the aroma of barbecue meat wafted in the air, filling the atmosphere with piquant wafts of herbs and spices.

Camren, who had been sleeping, was startled awake by the savory smell. He crept out of the room while Rebecca was napping and dashed to the backyard.

There were various cuts of meat on the grill, but the sizzling wagyu beef and pepper skewers stood out the most.

"Give me five skewers, with extra chili and spice!" Camren commanded Clement while rubbing his hands together and gulping his saliva.

Clement silently sprinkled the chili powder on the skewers, let it roast for a while, then took a handful and handed it to Camren.

Camren was about to bite into his skewers when a hand from the side grabbed them all.

"You're not supposed to eat these!" Rebecca cried. "Dad! Are you even aware of your current health situation? How dare you eat the skewers? Are you not worried about dying?"

Her rambling demeanor was reminiscent of an elder reprimanding a child.

"I listen well to you these days. I also eat healthily every day. What's the matter with having a sumptuous meal?" Camren wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and fixed his gaze on the meat skewer in her grasp.

"Don’t you realize that even slight negligence can lead to a major disaster? You should be cautious about what you eat for the sake of your health."

Rebecca's assertion sounded reasonable. She then bit into a large piece of slightly charred beef on her hand before grumbling, "It tastes so-so; nothing special."

bite as she spoke, and the juice from the meat swooshed out, making

a short glance before returning

was on the verge of tears because, despite Rebecca's complaints, she devoured the meat so deliciously. This

Clink! Clink! Clink!

announced, "The tournament is about to begin. Please enter the arena in

a legitimate boxing match due to

suggest Jamie

began to crowd around him at

go and watch the

even though he couldn't enjoy the barbecue meat. He was the

had surrounded Irvin and Raymond. They were

only a white sleeveless vest. His muscles, particularly his toned chest muscles,

with a poker face, looking

around for a moment

placed bets, Becky; how

old for this." Rebecca had never shown

help to prevent Alzheimer's disease. In short, there are numerous benefits. You should

were always soft-hearted. Hence, Rebecca wouldn't be able to stand his glum expression. She eventually succumbed to his sulky face, sighing. "Okay, fine. Only this once. How should

grant the other party a wish." Camren didn't wait for Rebecca to respond before placing his bet. "I'll go first!

a muscular guy who will undoubtedly

beef, pork brain, chicken wings… Please wait for

more

placed a perfunctory bet,

their conversations and relaxed his muscles by stretching his

saw Raymond, his eyes glowed with excitement. Camren was determined to win the

worry, Young Master Irvin. I'll fight properly and not hurt you." Raymond exuded

he turned to face

taught you. You will undoubtedly win as long as you want to," Zephyr said as he stepped forward and patted Irvin on the

nodded, not wanting to

the competition using a wine bottle as a