Chapter 466


    When one of the cousins heard the little tattletale gearing up to spill the beans, he sprinted over and


    whisked him away. A yful smacknded on the boy''s behind. "You little traitor! If you sing, all our


    hard work''s for nothing."


    Orin, with a deadpan seriousness, retorted, "I wasn''t going to snitch. I just wanted to tell Uncle Ian


    that Aunt ra''s looking exceptionally stunning today."


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    Unable to hide his pride, Ian curved his lips into a smug grin. "My bride''s the most beautiful woman


    in the whole wide world."


    Basking in the limelight, Edwin, in his crisp suit, approached. A mischievous smile yed on his


    face. "Go on, strut your stuff. But you''ll be cryingter. I''ve got four lipstick marks here. Guess which


    one''s ra''s, and you can go up. You get it wrong, and you''re giving us a dance."


    Chase was the first to raise his hand. "Dancing''s a piece of cake. I''m a regr at the clubs. This


    won''t faze me."


    Roger, slightly annoyed, punched him lightly. "Cut the crap. Eddie''s family now, you think this is just


    some ordinary dance?"


    "What, you want me to strip and dance?"


    The room erupted intoughter at his remark.


    Edwin chuckled. "If you don''t mind stripping, neither do we."


    Chase gave an awkwardugh, "No way, I''m not even married yet. Can''t let you guys see the


    goods."


    He grabbed the paper with Edwin''s lipstick marks and scrutinized it. "This one''s Sasha''s. She''s got


    those full lips. The other three, one''s gotta be ra''s, one''s Elle''s, and another''s Christy''s."


    At the mention of his wife''s name, Roger stepped forward, pointing at the third mark, "That''s my


    wife''s. Two left, you can''t possibly guess wrong now."


    Ian studied the marks. The remaining two were simr, but something felt off. He pointed to one,


    "This one''s ra''s."


    Roger''s eyes widened, "You sure? I thought that was my wife''s."


    "I''m sure. ra''s lips are smooth. Even puckered, they wouldn''t wrinkle."


    Seeing his confidence, Edwin snickered, "So sure, yet so wrong. This one is ra''s. Time for your


    punishment."


    The York cousins began to chant in unison, "Down! Down! Down!"


    Just when they thought Ian had really goofed up, Orin piped up. "Uncle Eddie, lying will make your


    nose grow."


    With that hint, Ian knew what was up. He leaped to his feet, pointing at Edwin''s nose. "You tricked


    me!"


    With that, he dashed upstairs.


    Edwin red at Anders. "Keep your kid in line."


    Anders smiled thinly. "My boy''s just telling it like it is, unlike you, settling scores under the guise of


    fun."


    "Don''t think you cannd a catch like E just because you''ve got three kids. Dream on!" Then,


    Edwin chased after him upstairs.


    Ian arrived at ra''s door, pounding and shouting, "Babe, I''m here to get you. Open up!"


    Peering through the crack, Sasha teased, "You can open the door, alright. Just figure out which red


    string is ra''s, and we''ll let you in." As she spoke, she poked four red strings through the crack.


    Ian pulled one, and from inside came De''s exasperated voice. He handed the string to Roger.


    "That''s your daughter''s."


    He tugged at the remaining strings, indistinguishable from each other.


    Chase, standing aside, said, "Who can tell them apart? Sasha, just go straight to the punishment. I''ll


    take it for Ian."


    Sasha cracked the door open, handing them a transparent card with a lipstick mark.


    With a grin, she said, "So you want the punishment? This card''s been smeared with lipstick. Pass it


    around. Each of you must leave a lipstick mark on your lips, or you lose."