Her Luck Is So Good?!

The dice cup opened, and the two of them rolled exactly seventeen points.

"Damn, did you two plan this together?!" Isaac looked at them in disbelief, seeing that they both had the same dice roll.

Seeing the dice in the cup, Georgina's brows twitched slightly.

She raised her eyelids and cast a deep, complex glance at Cynthia.

She had just casually tossed the dice and shaken the cup, yet it landed on seventeen points!

Her luck was that good?!

As she was thinking this, the others had already started targeting Jimbo, who had the smallest roll.

"Come on, Mr. Cartman," Isaac said with a mischievous smile, looking at Jimbo. "Truth or dare?"

"Even if I tell the truth, you guys probably won't believe me," Jimbo said, taking three small bottles of beer from the nearby table. "I'll drink first to set the example."

Seeing him down three bottles in one go, Georgina's expression became slightly intriguing. "Mr. Cartman, sorry about this."