“Let’s go over there, it’s spacious.”


    Marilyn Baron pointed to the wide lot not far away and said.


    This time, she did not ask Fraser’s permission at all, and the extremely passive Fraser could only ept.


    The crowd got up and walked over towards that side, Morris sat still.


    Vivian waited patiently until everyone had gone over before she went behind Morris and patted his shoulder, “Come on, go and have a look, don’t miss the markter.”


    The man discontentedly ced his ss on the table and nced at Vivian, “Evening, think about how to ept the punishment?”


    Vivian’s mouth twitched, licking his face and smiling, “I’m not wrong, why should I be punished?”


    “You’re not wrong? Well, then it’s my fault. ”


    He got up, turned around and walked straight away.


    “Uh … hey …”


    Vivian cried andughed when she saw how jealous he was, but it was hard to coax him in front of so many people, so she had to let him get angry.


    When she went over, Marilyn Baron and Fraser were already in ce, and Anthony and Myron Baron got excited, “Come on, let’s bet on it.”


    Anthony: “I’ll bet on Fraser to win.”


    Myron Baron: “I have to back my eldest sister.”


    Issac Shaw: “Marilyn Baron.”


    Antina: “I think Fraser must win.”


    Yoona Lee: “Fraser.”


    Martin Baron: “Marilyn.”


    Ethan: “I support my boss’s choice.”


    Vivian: “I’ll … Marilyn Baron.”


    So then, all eyes fell on Morris.


    Morris gaze faint, “I do not have money.”


    He was a chef, where did he get the money?


    Vivian: “…”


    This man, so deep into the drama.


    “The four votes for Fraser and four votes for Marilyn Baron are fair, so let’s get started.” Myron Baron haha smiled, “Come on, pull out your money, ce your bets, and buy to set your hand ah.”


    Marilyn Baron stood in front of Fraser, sped her hands and bowed deeply, “Mr. Fraser, don’t be merciful.”


    “I’ll take it to the end.” Fraser said.


    “On your marks, let’s begin!” Myron Baron shouted ‘go’ and the two began to fight.


    Marilyn Baron fists, a left hook directly to Fraser, but he clutched with his bare hands, easily defused, Marilyn Baron to make use of the power, a front flip directly behind Fraser, a flying kick.


    She was very fast,pletely outside Fraser’s expectations, and then took a solid kick.


    “Marilyn young master good body.”


    Fraser was careless and reckless, and looked at Marilyn Baron with a bit of admiration, and when he struck again, he was more prepared and more focused.


    Two maids brought over a table and ced it in front of them. Anthony and Myron Baron pressed their money on the table and watched quietly.Content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Then I saw Myron Baron mutter, “I’m dying of thirst, I’m going to get a drink.”


    He got up and went to the campfire to get a drink of water.


    Marilyn Baron and Fraser were in full swing, punching each other to the bone, and the crowd was cheering every now and then.


    Vivian just feel dizzy, she nced at Morris, found him standing far away, seems to be still angry, so also do not bother to greet him.


    There are a lot of people, with his eyebrows, easy his exposed identity.


    She turned around, walked back to the campfire and sat down, elbows propped up on the table, resting her forehead, “This wine has a strong aftertaste.”


    Vivian spoke to Myron Baron, who was drinking, andmented that he was a good drinker.


    She herself, her head was getting heavy, and she even felt a little hot.


    Myron Baron wanted to find water, but there was only wine on the table, so he could only drink to quench his thirst, who knew that the more wine he drank, the hotter his brain became, and his eyes looked at Vivian with a few colors.