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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

it interesting? Wouldn’t she feel it embarrassed

said, “Stanford, come on, you will

Stanford’s expression became stiffer.

kind of person.” Looking at the colored post-it note, he hesitated for three seconds and

pressed his thin lips together

front of Florence and he allowed Florence to

to do anything to her

When she was about to stick the post-it note on Stanford’s face, Ernest grabbed her wrist to

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

he mean? He didn’t want her to stick the post-it note

on, Ernest, you’re even jealous of my brother?’ Florence thought

Ernest felt a bit uneasy. He then directly took a post-it note from Florence and handed

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

let me stick

up his body when looking at the woman

could barely bear Florence

family, how could he allow an outsider

Pah!

his thoughts, Phoebe stuck the colored post-it

froze and looked at the woman who

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

stuck the note on his face, he

a

note

Phoebe’s teammate again. As Stanford didn’t get hang of the techniques well, plus that Ernest and Florence were skilled in this

them had three colorful notes

to accept the defeats, Stanford said

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

his lips

bad

showed card before him and every card he showed was lower than Stanford’s. Therefore,

Stanford discarded the last card in his hand, he heaved a sigh

rounds of the game, he

face. He said to

was holding some cards in her hand, looked

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