Chapter 642


    Franklin hesitated, "No."


    This was something that ordinary couples and families would do, but they had never done it before.


    Sylvia suggested suddenly, "How about we go watch a movie one day?"


    Franklin hooked his lips, "Sounds a good idea!"


    Just then, two excited voices came from the TV.


    "First blood! Jonathan takes first blood in just three minutes!"


    "He went straight for the Q and the support was great too. Sona''s Q was also fierce."


    "This is a great start!"


    "Not bad. Okay, the enemy ADC has respawned and returned to bottomne."


    Sylvia watched with relish while Franklin asionally yed a game or two himself. However, he


    usually didn''t have much time for it.


    He only yed when he had nothing else to do. But. he didn''t expect Sylvia to be so interested in


    watching the game.


    He raised an eyebrow secretly.


    Then he heard the woman next to him speak in a cold voice, "What about prediction? This movement...


    he can''t dodge it."


    And then...


    Franklin saw on TV that Jonathan''s support was pulled over by the opposing team''s Blitzcrank.


    She spoke so urately.


    "The ultimate skill hasn''t ended its CD. It won''t work if they force an attack now."


    As soon as she finished speaking, Jonathan was in along with his support. Mid was in as well.


    The topner escaped with low health points left.


    Franklin was rendered speechless.


    "Miss Andrews, you''re even better than thementators?"


    Just then, an abrupt voice suddenly came from outside their window.


    Both of them looked over and saw Vaughn holding awnmower while stretching his head out to watch


    the match on TV.


    Miss Andrews is really amazing this time!


    She can predict everything so urately!


    It made her look like some kind of hidden game master or something like that!


    "Well. it''s nothing really. I''ve watched many matches before, so I understand," Sylvia said nonchntly.


    Franklin nced disapprovingly at Vaughn,"Why aren''t you doing your job but mowing thewn?"


    MI6 hired gardeners and craftsmen; why would someone from their technical department be running


    around mowing grass instead of focusing on their actual work?


    Vaughn felt wronged as he exined I having tickets for them.


    He wasn''t trying toin but rather felt wronged since I bullied him enough already; if Master


    Franklin misunderstood him again as not doing his job properly, then wouldn''t things get worse?


    Sylvia raised an eyebrow and put down her popcorn before walking slowly towards the window where


    she took out two tickets for Vaughn, "I happen to have two extra tickets here; take them."


    Vaughn stared at the two tickets in shock, because they were for the finals! I only had tickets for the


    group match. But Miss Andrews was generous enough to give him tickets to the finals! And it seemed


    like they were really good seats in section A.


    The audience seats were divided into four areas: A, B, C and D. Section A was the best ce to sit.


    Regr seat tickets were hard to obtain, and tickets in section A were even harder to get and more


    expensive! Sometimes you couldn''t even buy them at a high price.


    Vaughn trembled as he took the two tickets; he felt like he had hit the jackpot. "Thank you, Miss


    Andrews!" Sylvia smirked and said nonchntly, "It''s just two tickets."


    Vaughn didn''t know how he managed to return to his office with a dumbfounded expression on his face


    while his colleagues who fought tooth and nail for group match tickets came back sweating profusely.


    One colleague who got hold of group match ticket gloated,"See? The ticket is mine!"


    "Yeah, Vaughn, have you finished mowing yourwn?" Another colleague mocked him.


    Vaughn raised up his hand holding the tickets,"Oh I have tickets too."


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    "If you do, then pigs can fly." One person sneered at him.


    "My tickets aren''t fake." Vaughn rolled his eyes, "Don''t believe me? Come over here and see."


    Immediately, several colleagues crowded around him; after seeing that they were actually tickets to the


    finals in Vaughn''s hand, the two colleagues who were holding group match ones suddenly felt their own


    weren''t so great anymore.


    "Where did you get them from?"


    "Did theye from mowingwns?"


    "Vaughn, tell us quickly!"


    Vaughan felt embarrassed as he said, "Miss Andrews gave them to me." He handed one of them over


    to Atticus, a colleague whom Vaughan usually got along well with. "Let''s go together by then."


    Atticus felt like he get a windfall. "Are you really giving this to me?"


    "If not you, who else can I give?" Vaughan grinned.


    Just then, I arrived at their office, and witnessed everything happening before her eyes.


    She looked disdainful. "Who knows if someone got the tickets with cheap tricks? Mine are given by


    Sabrina Hogan, my bestie, Aettosa''s number one socialite and Jonathan''s rumored girlfriend!"


    "I, why don''t you ask Miss Hogan if she could give you some tickets to the finals? Vaughan


    teased,"It shouldn''t be difficult, right?"


    I''s face suddenly turned gloomy.