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.”

puzzled. When did her words become so

that whatever she said,

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

Frederick to drink too much, so she focused all her attention on the game. But it seemed she had

another, Miley was thrilled but simultaneously felt a pang of guilt.

rounds, but Marguerite just couldn’t seize the opportunities.

another trio of shots, he asked with a slightly

get

features were now tinged with

knew he

look and recalled that tonight’s antics were all about setting

out at such

naturally, Robert stepped in to defuse the situation, “Actually, it’s not Marguerite’s fault. She’s bright, just unlucky

in terms of drinking, but in never losing a game. Even in something as simple as rock-paper-scissors, I’ve lost to her more times than

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