Chapter 443: Tricks
But before Stanford could say something, Phoebe quickly withdrew her hand and looked at Florence
and rence miserably.
Sheined, “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 shing 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 rence. 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 y 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 rted 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 y cards for money. My punishment is more interesting.”
Stanford was lost for words.
Was it interesting? Wouldn’t she feel it embarrassed to stick post-it notes on the face?
Florence squinted at him and said, “Stanford,e on, you will not deny your defeat, right?”
Stanford’s expression became stiffer.
He said in a deep voice, “I’m not that kind of person.” Looking at the colored post-it note, he hesitated
for three seconds and said as if he had set his teeth, “Come, stick it as you like.”
He pressed his thin lips together and slightly leaned forward.
His perfectly handsome face was now in front of Florence and he allowed Florence to do anything on it.
Florence felt delighted in heart as she hadn’t had the chance to do anything to her brother’s face. This
was really a hard-won opportunity.
She curled her lips into a smile. When she was about to stick the post-it note on Stanford’s face, Ernest
grabbed her wrist to stop her.
He looked at Florence with a pair of unfathomable eyes and said in a deep voice, “Now that it’s a
punishment, just let the losers stick a post-it note on each other’s face.”
Florence was stunned. What did he mean? He didn’t want her to stick the post-it note for Stanford?
‘Come on, Ernest, you’re even jealous of my brother?’ Florence thought to herself.
Seeing the gleaming lights in Florence’s eyes, Ernest felt a bit uneasy. He then directly took a post-it
note from Florence and handed them to Phoebe.
Phoebe was quite willing to do this. She took the post-it note delightfully and leaned towards Stanford.
“Mr. Fraser, let me stick it for you.”
Stanford subconsciously tensed up his body when looking at the woman who immediately approached
him.
He tightly knitted his brows. He pampered Florence a lot, so he could barely bear Florence to stick the
note on his face. But as for Phoebe…
He was the noble young master of the Fraser family, how could he allow an outsider to stick the note
on his face?
Pah!
When Stanford was lost in his thoughts, Phoebe stuck the colored post-it note on his face.
Stanford froze and looked at the woman who was only twenty-centimeter away from him dumbly.
She had a big smile on her face and even her eyes were smiling. It looked like she was very delighted
at the moment. She fixed her eyes on him without even blinking her eyes and Stanford could see his
reflection in her ck pupils.
Her fingers felt a bit cold, but they were very soft. When she gently stuck the note on his face, he felt
like a sponge was caressing across his face.
Stanford, who never had any feelings towards a woman, felt a gush of weird feelings.
Now both Phoebe and Stanford had a note on their faces. And the game continued.
However, in the next two rounds, Stanford got bad cards and he happened to be Phoebe’s teammate
again. As Stanford didn’t get hang of the techniques well, plus that Ernest and Florence were skilled in
this game, undoubtedly, Stanford and Phoebe lost the game for three consecutive rounds.
Each of them had three colorful notes on the face.
Unwilling to ept the defeats, Stanford said in a deep voice, “Go on.”
He didn’t think that he would be Phoebe’s teammate for every round of the game, nor did he think that
Florence and rence could win every round of the game.
Ernest looked towards Stanford calmly, pressed his lips together and dealt the cards.
Stanford still got bad cards for this round.
Nevertheless, Ernest was the one who showed card before him and every card he showed was lower
than Stanford’s. Therefore, after several rounds of showing cards, Stanford won the game.
When Stanford discarded thest card in his hand, he heaved a sigh of relief.
After several rounds of the game, he finally won.
A smile appeared on his face. He said to Phoebe, “We win.”
Phoebe, who was holding some cards in her hand, looked a bit gloomy.
She twitched her mouth corners and said with dissatisfaction, “Mr. Fraser, I’m not your teammate in this
round.”
Stanford was stunned.
Phoebe never fought against him during this round, so Stanford thought that Phoebe was his teammate
again.
Ernest showed the rest cards in his hand to them and said casually, “I’m your teammate.”
Astonished, Stanford looked towards rence. He came back to his own sense at that next moment
and thought that it was reasonable.
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No wonder that he could discarded all his cards with rence as his prior yer.
It turned out that he was helping him secretly.
Stanford fixed his eyes on Stanford and burst intoughter.
He patted rence on his shoulder, “Good job, man.”
Although he didn’t know other aspects of rence, he was impressed by him in this ‘Fight the
Landlord’ game.
After the cooperation in this round of game, Stanford felt rence more and more pleasant to his eyes.
Watching Stanford pat Ernest’s shoulder, Florence felt shocked and twitched her mouth corners. Why
didn’t she know that it was so easy to bribe her brother before?
She then looked towards Ernest and found a meaningful smile on his face. It seemed like Ernest had
other ns except for ying the card game…
They yed the card game for the whole now and all of them felt happy.
As a result, their rtionship was improved unknowingly.
Florence woke up early in the next morning.
This was because she had some worries in heart. Ernest disguised himself as rence and came to
find her, and she felt it unreal after waking up in the morning.
She was afraid that it was just her dream and that Ernest would disappear when she woke up. Florence
hurriedly got off the bed and rushed towards Ernest’s room after washing herself.
“Click.”
She turned the door lock and easily opened the door.
Florence looked into the bedroom, only to find that no one was in the room.
Florence’s heart skipped one beat. Where was Ernest?
She felt a bit flustered and restless. She ran into the bedroom and checked the toilet and the affiliated
study, but still failed to find Ernest.
The room was quite clean and cold. It was so empty as if no one had lived in this ce.
Florence’s face turned pale. Could it be that it was just her dream?