Chapter 676

Alice bit her lips and said, "Actually, I was thinking about what happened that night just now. I don't know why, but I seem to have an impression that this hairpin had dropped before, or not? I can't really remember."

"All your memories are illusions."

"No, it's true." Alice said in a slightly anxious tone as she lifted her hand to caress her hair. She was not daydreaming, but those scenes really were too long ago.

It was like a distant scene in a fog. She wanted to see it clearly, but she couldn't.

"OK, so what if you've lost it?"

William asked coldly.

"Is there a possibility that I lost my hairpin at that time, and was picked up by Rosanna later on? She wanted to return it to me, but she first went to your room and dropped it." that maybe was the only explanation that made sense.

Hearing that, William stared at her, "Anyway, you think that the one was Rosanna!"

At that time, she had been desperately trying to get rid of him, but now she was in such a hurry to do so. Why she wanted him to be with Rosanna?

"I didn't mean that."

Alice said.

"What does that mean? Is it fun? Use a bunch of evidences that you don't know for sure to prove that you weren't together with me at that night?" William sneered, turned around and left with big strides.

Angry?

Alice looked at his back, frowned, and called out to him, "William!"

"What?"

William stopped and stood on the stairs. He did not turn his head back.

Alice stopped behind him, "Are you angry?"

"I'm not angry!" William said without turning his head. He sneered at himself, "If you think I'm angry, then I must be sick, and can't control my emotions!"

The tone of someone giving up on himself.

Alice reached out and poked his back.

"What!"

William bellowed, but did not leave.

"William." Alice stood behind him and said slowly after a few seconds of silence, "I know it's in your heart, but it is also bothered me."

"What does it have to do with you!"

William's figure became stiff for a moment.

"It's because of the absurd change that I, a university student, was unable to graduate openly like the others. However, later on, you were imprisoned me in the Cullen Family and questioned about it." Alice's voice was extremely soft, and when she said this part, pain flashed past her eyes, "That night had completely changed my life, but I know that I was an innocent person."

"You just said that it's fine even if it's me who drugged you, so I'm a bit reactionary towards it." Alice said, "You should understand me, William. I can't do that kind of thing."

"It's not that I don't want to forcefully bring you and Rosanna together. I just want to tell you that I wouldn't do such a thing to ruin my own life. And now, I would harm everyone but you. Do you understand?"

Alice's fingertips track on his back.

Hearing this, William turned around and looked at her, but his expression no longer as ugly as before. He pulled her into his embrace, then kissed her.

Alice let him kiss her.

William reached out to hug her, and said in a magnetic voice, "Let's not talk anymore. It's not difficult to find the truth. Once we find out Rosanna, we'll know it all!"

Rosanna was the key to opening the gate.

"Yes."

Alice nodded, and grabbed his back.

"I know you won't hurt me. Never." William embraced her and said with a low voice.

"You're not angry?"

Alice asked with a smile.

"How could you anger me so much?! If I will angry that easy, I would have already died from anger!"

In the end, who was more capable?

"Come, I'll take you to gamble." William pulled her hand and left. Alice said in a daze, "I don't know how to do that."

"I also don't want you to bet with anyone!"

Holding her hand, William walked forward and had the waiter open a separate gambling table for them. A round table on the green oval surface.

The waiter stood beside her, setting up a pile of chips for her.

"Let her have the biggest."

William said coldly, raising his hand.

"Why?" Alice asked softly. "The way to make women happy is to buy things for them. Since there's nothing to buy, I'll give you money."

"Huh?"

"Come." William pushed her to sit at the gambling table and sat down. He asked: "What do you know how to play?"

"I don't know how to play anything."

Right after she finished, the waiter at the side spoke to Alice, "How about I introduce you the most simple one?"

"How simple is it?"

It should be very hard to gamble.

The waiter took out a card from the pile of cards and placed it on the gambling table. "Guess the color of the card, red or black. The right one who got the number of the card."

It was really simple. As long as one wasn't colour-blind, they could play.

"Fine."

William said as he sat there. Walking over to Daniel, he said, "Go exchange all the money in the safe for chips.'

"You want to lose to me that much?" Alice looked at him in confusion. "If you want to give me money, then why not just directly give it to me?"

Why in this way?

"You wrote it yourself in a comic book that a woman cannot casually accept a man's gift. She has to rely on her own hard work." William played with the chips in his hand, producing a loud sound.

"Have you finished reading all my comics?"

Alice could not help but ask.

"Not yet. I've already seen this page." William sat opposite to her.

"Oh."

She had written this line in a comic book. A woman must not casually accept a man's gift.

But she remembered that there was another sentence on the page: Unless you are ready to spend your life with him, then receive all. Otherwise, the other girl would get it.

She used to comics and write these words.

She wanted to tell William that there was no need for it, but William had already given the waiter a thumbs up, "Issue the cards."

"Yes, Mr. Cullen."

The waiter respectfully lowered his head.

Alice looked at William, and said: "Then you don't need to lose me, because each of us need to rely on our own abilities."

"Then you're going to give me money."

William raised his eyebrows.

"It's okay. I have money. My family has a pile of money. That day, the finance department organized my property. That number was too much for me to count." Alice said, thinking about it again.

"Sure, then what kind of bet will you choose?"

William asked.

Alice immediately pointed to the plate in the waiter's hand, "Guess the color."

"..." William looked at her silently for two seconds, "What's the point of playing this game?"

Guessing color, purely based on luck? Then it would be hard for him to lose even if he wanted to.

It just happened that Alice had the same thought, "I'm just playing with this, because I'm not that good either. Even if it's the simplest and most unskilled, you still wouldn't be able to lose me."

What was required at the gambling table was fairness.

William looked at her twice, and nodded, "It's up to you. Issue cards."

The waiter came forward, randomly chose a card from among the cards and placed it on the gambling table. "You two can use your chips now."

Alice looked at the pile of chips by her side, and placed a "500" word chips on the table. William straightforwardly pushed all of the chips in front of him forward, pushing away the "pot" word.

"Red."

William said as he looked at the card with his black eyes.

"Then I guess black?"

Alice said.

The waiter turned the card, and saw that it was a club 8, "Miss. Brown has obtained 8 times the chips."

"I won."

Alice watched in disbelief as the waiter helped her to bring back all the chips and set them up again. So this was how it felt to win money!

"Continue."

William looked at her blank face and curled his lips.

"Black." Alice said.

"Red." William picked up her remaining options.

"Spade J, Miss.Brown wins ten times the amount of pot."

All the chips were pushed to Alice.

"Black." Alice had an inexplicable obsession with black.

"Red." William's face was already a little unsightly. He stared at the card, waiting for it.

"Spade 3, Miss.Brown has won three times the number of pot."

The pot s' chips were pushed all the way to Alice's side. This was the first time Alice tasted all the chips flying to her, and even her eyes started to shine. William's eyes started to darken.

After opening up ten sets of black cards in a row, Alice had thrown all of her negative energy out, and smiled. William stared at her, and lips slightly parted. How could he be so unlucky?

He watched the waiter withdraw the cards and begin to shuffle them, with his eyes unblinking, his ears moving, listening.

He saw it clearly.

William sat there and closed his eyes. He thought about the scene that had occurred from the start, then he got something in mind.

"Black!"

Alice resolutely chose Black. She was more firm than before, as she pushed a pile of chips forward.

When the guests saw that it was the husband and wife taking up a game table, they all put down their games.

One of the elderly foreigners stared at Alice with doubt.

William sat opposite of Alice, curling his lips sinisterly, "Alice, you've already picked a dozen or so black daggers, but this one is 80% red. I'll give you a chance to change your answer."