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Chapter 38. Hardly Yours.

“I won!” Andrew’s cry of delight cut into the night as Isabella fumbled with the cards and started reshuffling.

“You were just lucky.” She said absentmindedly as Andrew chuckled.

“You can hardly call winning three times in a roll a luck.” Andrew grinned as he shifted on the floor he sat.

Isabella narrowed her eyes at him. “I will think whatever I want. You a just a kid.”

Andrew made a mocking face at her when she wasn’t looking.

“I saw that.” She turned to him with a stern gaze.

“You’re just a sore loser.” Andrew mockingly retorted.

“I’m not!”

“You are!”

“What?” Isabella chuckled incredulously.

“You’re sulking because I beat you. You shouldn’t be. Eric and Mum are not a match for me.” He said, more interested in showing his prowess than comforting her.

Isabella rolled her eyes. “Really?”

“I wouldn’t lie if you could easily ask Eric.”

“Who taught you then?”

“No one. I played cards with myself most time. Because I don’t have friends. No one wanted to be friends with me because I didn
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