Chapter 620

“What kind of rule is this?” Marguerite was honestly baffled by Miley’s antics.

But since it didn’t involve her chugging beer, she could only pin her hopes on Frederick.

She gazed at him eagerly, only to find his expression unchanged from moments ago.

It was as if he was waiting for her to say something.

Even if Marguerite was slow on the uptake, she had to realize where Frederick’s earlier anger stemmed from. Swallowing hard, she ventured, “Is that okay?”

Frederick’s gaze was unwavering.

So she knew how to ask favors? Frederick finally cracked a satisfied smile.

He slid the tequila from Marguerite’s side to his own, succinctly stating, “Let’s do this.”

her

that whatever she said, this

was in a fog, struggling to make sense of it all, when

she focused all her attention on the game. But it seemed she had no luck in game. Still a best-of-three, yet she lost every

Miley was thrilled but

to lose a few rounds, but Marguerite just couldn’t seize the opportunities.

shots, he

get the hang of

tinged

he appeared sober, Marguerite knew he

and recalled that tonight’s antics were all about setting

fall out at

defuse the situation, “Actually, it’s not Marguerite’s fault. She’s bright, just

drinking, but in never losing a game. Even in something as simple as rock-paper-scissors, I’ve lost to

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