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... t seems you are very lucky!" Argent muttered, jaw tight. "That’s—" He cut himself off, grinding his teeth.
This was getting ridiculous.
Rick Tian showing up tonight had already thrown a wrench into everything. But what really had Argent fuming was the scoreboard: thirteen rounds, and Ghost—damn Ghost—had won twelve of them. Twelve.
Argent had only won once.
Just once.
And every time, Ghost picked his stone like he was grabbing a snack. He seemed calm and c ...
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