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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.”

was lost

embarrassed to stick post-it notes on the

at him and said, “Stanford, come on, you will

Stanford’s expression became stiffer.

he hesitated for three

thin lips together and slightly

handsome face was now in front of Florence and he allowed

heart as she hadn’t had the chance to do anything to her

to stick the post-it note on Stanford’s face,

looked at Florence with a pair of unfathomable eyes and said in a deep voice, “Now that it’s a punishment, just

What did he mean? He didn’t want her to stick

jealous of my brother?’ Florence thought

He then directly took a post-it

quite willing to do this. She took the post-it note delightfully

me

tensed up his body when looking

He pampered Florence a lot, so he could barely bear Florence to stick the note on his

how could

Pah!

thoughts, Phoebe stuck the

and looked at the woman who was only twenty-centimeter away from him

very delighted at the moment. She fixed her eyes on him without even blinking her eyes and Stanford

bit cold, but they were very soft. When she gently stuck the note on

towards a woman, felt a gush of

a note on their faces. And

get hang of the techniques well, plus that Ernest and Florence were skilled in this game, undoubtedly, Stanford and Phoebe

of them had three

defeats, Stanford said in a deep voice, “Go

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

towards Stanford calmly, pressed his lips together and dealt the

bad cards for this

every card he showed was lower than Stanford’s. Therefore, after several rounds

his

of the

face.

cards in her hand, looked a

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