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.”

blinked, puzzled. When did her words

it be that whatever she

fog, struggling to make sense of

she focused all her attention on the game. But it seemed she had no luck in

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

few rounds, but

shots, he asked with a slightly

how can you not get the hang

chiseled features were now tinged with a faint blush.

he appeared sober, Marguerite knew

Frederick’s cool, exasperated look and recalled that tonight’s antics were all about setting him up

out

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

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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