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Few minutes later, Elson returned with a lunch box and handed it over to James.

Although he wanted to disregard the bet, the other senior staff who were present wouldn't let him do it since it would mean bad luck on their side.

"Good! James said, "Now, you'll do my work for the next week starting from tomorrow."

"That's not what the bet says. It's only for one time." Elson retorted.

"Ha," James laughed. “I was responsible for placing the bet so I have the right to say when it expires."

"I disag
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