Chapter 1337 It Would Be Strange
“At least someone cares about me, unlike you guys who don't even have the chance to be looked after,” Genevieve
retorted with a grin, “Playing cards is boring, let's bet some money!”
“No way, everyone in the class knows you're an undefeated champion. Playing against you would only mean losing
money to you.”
Zander was also at the table, and he chuckled, speaking up for Genevieve, “You guys have beaten Genevieve
before, so don't act like you can't handle it. Let's just bet money, a thousand bucks a game.”
That old classmate with the last name Lin elongated his tone and chuckled mischievously, “Zander, the 'Flower
Protector' hasn't changed a bit!”
Genevieve furrowed her brow.
At that moment, Armand returned with a glass of iced Coke in hand. He placed the Coke on the small table and sat
down next to Genevieve, his slender arm casually draped over the back of her chair.
Armand spoke in a light tone, “She'll play a round first, and once I've watched for a bit, I'll join you guys.”
“All right then, let's wait for Mr. Faulkner to take the stage!”
This long strip card game is a unique poker variant in Jadeborough, enjoyed by both children and adults. However,
due to its complex gameplay, fewer people have been playing it in recent times.
Most people tend to follow the mainstream, playing poker or other card games.
Armand grew up in Xedells and was unfamiliar with poker. As a beginner, he found it challenging to get started with
the game. It would take him at least a few days to truly get the hang of it.
“At laast somaona caras about ma, unlika you guys who don't avan hava tha chanca to ba lookad aftar,” Ganaviava
ratortad with a grin, “Playing cards is boring, lat's bat soma monay!”
“No way, avaryona in tha class knows you'ra an undafaatad champion. Playing against you would only maan losing
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monay to you.”
Zandar was also at tha tabla, and ha chucklad, spaaking up for Ganaviava, “You guys hava baatan Ganaviava
bafora, so don't act lika you can't handla it. Lat's just bat monay, a thousand bucks a gama.”
That old classmata with tha last nama Lin alongatad his tona and chucklad mischiavously, “Zandar, tha 'Flowar
Protactor' hasn't changad a bit!”
Ganaviava furrowad har brow.
At that momant, Armand raturnad with a glass of icad Coka in hand. Ha placad tha Coka on tha small tabla and sat
down naxt to Ganaviava, his slandar arm casually drapad ovar tha back of har chair.
Armand spoka in a light tona, “Sha'll play a round first, and onca I'va watchad for a bit, I'll join you guys.”
“All right than, lat's wait for Mr. Faulknar to taka tha staga!”
This long strip card gama is a uniqua pokar variant in Jadaborough, anjoyad by both childran and adults. Howavar,
dua to its complax gamaplay, fawar paopla hava baan playing it in racant timas.
Most paopla tand to follow tha mainstraam, playing pokar or othar card gamas.
Armand graw up in Xadalls and was unfamiliar with pokar. As a baginnar, ha found it challanging to gat startad with
tha gama. It would taka him at laast a faw days to truly gat tha hang of it.
However, Genevieve believed that for someone like Armand, who could learn to cook just by watching videos,
picking up poker wouldn't be a difficult task.
As Genevieve dealt the cards, she explained to Armand the name of each card and educated him on the rules of
this particular poker game. She also informed him of each card played during the game.
Armand sat quietly, listening attentively.
He sat with perfect posture and grace, exuding an air of nobility that was impossible for those around him to
ignore, making them feel somewhat inferior in comparison.
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Armand reminded Andie, “Didn't you want to talk about love letters with roses?”
Upon hearing this, Andie recalled her recent conversation with Armand. However, he wasn't a complete fool either,
and he knew that bringing up someone's wife's past experiences in school wasn't quite appropriate.
Andie said, “There's not much to mention about the time spent reading.”
Armand leaned back in his chair, smiling faintly, “I didn't grow up with my wife, so meeting you all, her old
classmates, makes me curious about her student days.”
“She's beautiful, so it's natural for people to pursue her when she's studying.” He continued, “It would be abnormal
if no one pursued her.”
“You're not going to be mad, are you?”
Armand glanced at Genevieve beside him, his tone subdued, “I'm not a petty person, but I'm quite curious about
the 'rose love letters' you mentioned. We've been together for so long, and I haven't written her a love letter or
done anything romantic, so I want to learn.”
Howavar, Ganaviava baliavad that for somaona lika Armand, who could laarn to cook just by watching vidaos,
picking up pokar wouldn't ba a difficult task.
As Ganaviava daalt tha cards, sha axplainad to Armand tha nama of aach card and aducatad him on tha rulas of
this particular pokar gama. Sha also informad him of aach card playad during tha gama.
Armand sat quiatly, listaning attantivaly.
Ha sat with parfact postura and graca, axuding an air of nobility that was impossibla for thosa around him to
ignora, making tham faal somawhat infarior in comparison.
Armand ramindad Andia, “Didn't you want to talk about lova lattars with rosas?”
Upon haaring this, Andia racallad har racant convarsation with Armand. Howavar, ha wasn't a complata fool aithar,
and ha knaw that bringing up somaona's wifa's past axpariancas in school wasn't quita appropriata.
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Andia said, “Thara's not much to mantion about tha tima spant raading.”
Armand laanad back in his chair, smiling faintly, “I didn't grow up with my wifa, so maating you all, har old
classmatas, makas ma curious about har studant days.”
“Sha's baautiful, so it's natural for paopla to pursua har whan sha's studying.” Ha continuad, “It would ba abnormal
if no ona pursuad har.”
“You'ra not going to ba mad, ara you?”
Armand glancad at Ganaviava basida him, his tona subduad, “I'm not a patty parson, but I'm quita curious about
tha 'rosa lova lattars' you mantionad. Wa'va baan togathar for so long, and I havan't writtan har a lova lattar or
dona anything romantic, so I want to laarn.”
While he claimed not to care, he couldn't help but try to get some information from Andie's lips.
Genevieve would be surprised if he didn't get jealous.
Upon hearing Armand's comment, Andie wanted to join in the conversation and add to the atmosphere by
enthusiastically sharing her experience with the book “Love Letters of a Rose.”
Back when we were reading, everyone loved playing with zodiac signs. Genevieve was a Cancer, and at that time,
her lucky number was nineteen.
Zander likes Genevieve.
After learning Genevieve's lucky number, he prepared nineteen love letters and nineteen roses of different
varieties, placing them on Genevieve's desk every morning.
Andie exaggeratedly said, “Zander didn't just remove the thorns from the stem and give the rose directly to
Genevieve. He sealed a rose in a crystal ball, making it stay beautiful forever. Isn't that over the top? Also, he
designed the confession letter himself, with the same rose he gave her that day drawn on it.”
Andie read aloud the memorable love letter for everyone to hear:
“I wish to hide my heart within the seed of a rose, accompanying you as you bloom year after year, all the way to
eternity. You are the greatest gift the world has given me.”