Chapter 1416
Jenson took a deep breath, steadying his aim as he threw the dart.
"Seven points," the waiter announced flatly.
A wave of embarrassment washed over Jenson, but he quickly recalibrated for another shot.
"Eight points," the waiter continued, showing no sign of sympathy.
"Jenson, are you confident you can handle this? If not, let one of us give it a shot," one of his friends chimed in, playfully encouraging him.
"Come on! Those first two were just warm-ups; you wouldn't understand," Jenson shot back, waving them off.
With fresh determination, he centered himself and hurled three darts in rapid succession.
"Eight points, seven points, six points…" the waiter droned, his voice devoid of enthusiasm.
"Why are your scores dropping?" one friend teased, laughing loudly.
"Sir, you need to score 49 points with your remaining five darts to earn that limited dish," the waiter added with a sarcastic edge.
He had seen plenty of eager customers fail to deliver.
"I know, I don't need the remi

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