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But before Stanford could say something, Phoebe quickly withdrew her hand and looked at Florence and Clarence miserably.

She complained, “Your cooperation is really awesome. Your cards are so bad, but you win the game through tacit cooperation. Do you have consonance?”

Florence was a bit stunned.

Consonance? She subconsciously turned her head to look at Ernest with a trace of light flashing across her eyes.

Ernest also looked towards Florence with a light smile on his face and gentleness and deep affection in his eyes.

Naturally they had consonance.

Stanford felt being overwhelming by sulkiness when seeing their reactions.

It was true that Florence cooperated well with Clarence. Otherwise, they would definitely lose this round of game since their cards were all bad.

Apparently this was partly because he wasn’t good at play this card game and therefore, Phoebe, his teammate in this round of game, was implicated.

“Cough, cough.” Stanford cleared his throat uneasily and said, “Go on, next round.”

He thought he would not lose again.

Stanford was eager to outdo others and even though this card game was a kind of entertainment, he didn’t want to lose the game.

“Hold on, don’t be so anxious.”

Florence stopped Stanford and curled her lips into a cunning smile. She then took two red bar-shaped post-it notes from aside.

Florence looked at Stanford’s handsome face with interest and showed off the post-it notes in her hand.

“Stanford, the losers have to be punished. And the punishment is to stick a post-it note on the loser’s face.”

To stick a post-it note on his face?

Stanford slightly twitched his mouth corners and his expression became stiff.

He was the young master of the Fraser family and most people even didn’t dare to look at him directly, not to mention stick anything on his face.

“Now that it’s a game, the punishment for losers should be related to money. I don’t care about the amount.”

Florence shook her head without hesitation, “Look at us and tell me are we in short of money? It’s boring to play cards for money. My punishment is more interesting.”

lost

feel it embarrassed to stick post-it notes

“Stanford, come

Stanford’s expression became stiffer.

the colored post-it note, he hesitated

his thin lips together and slightly leaned

of Florence and he allowed

had the chance to do anything to her brother’s face. This was

to stick the

voice, “Now that it’s a punishment, just let the losers stick a post-it

mean? He didn’t want her to

even jealous of

the gleaming lights in Florence’s eyes, Ernest felt a bit uneasy. He then directly took a post-it note from Florence

do this. She took the post-it

let me

up his body when looking at the woman

could barely bear Florence to stick

of the Fraser family, how could he allow an outsider to stick the note on

Pah!

thoughts, Phoebe stuck the colored post-it note on

froze and looked at the woman who was

on her face and even her eyes were smiling. It looked like she was very delighted at the moment. She fixed

but they were very soft. When she gently stuck the note on his

who never had any feelings towards a woman, felt

note

two rounds, Stanford got bad cards and he happened to be Phoebe’s teammate again. As Stanford didn’t get hang of the techniques well, plus that Ernest and Florence were skilled in this game, undoubtedly, Stanford and Phoebe

them had three colorful notes on the

defeats, Stanford said in a deep voice, “Go

would be Phoebe’s teammate for every round of the game, nor did he think that Florence and

towards Stanford calmly, pressed his lips together and dealt the

still got bad

one who showed card before him and every card he showed was lower than Stanford’s. Therefore, after several rounds of showing

discarded the last card in his hand, he heaved

the game, he finally

smile appeared on his face. He said to Phoebe,

was holding some cards in her

her mouth corners and said with dissatisfaction, “Mr. Fraser, I’m not your