After Olivia left.
The door of the private room opened and a beautiful woman walked out.
She was in a long dress crafted from cotton linen and wore a silk shirt. The cuffs were casually rolled up, showcasing her blue wristwatch.
The light was dim and blurry. Her face could not be seen clearly, but her temperament was light and elegant.
The head waiter walked up to her with a nervous expression. When he spoke, his voice was soft, trembling, and vaguely frightened. “I’m sorry, Ms. Manson. I messed up.”
The woman glanced over indifferently and did not say anything.
The head waiter was terrified. He knelt on the ground with a thud and stammered for mercy. “Ms. Manson, please forgive this time. I won’t let you down next time.”
“Go clear everything up.” The woman’s tone remained gentle, making it difficult to discern her emotions. “No one must find out about this.”
The head waiter appeared to have narrowly averted a catastrophe. His entire body was drenched in a cold sweat, as if he had just emerged from an icy bath.
He hurriedly promised, “Don’t worry, Ms. Manson. I’ll go to the surveillance room now and guarantee that everything will be wiped up.”
“Go,” the woman said.
The head waiter left as if he was escaping.
The layout of the Fracha Club’s guild hall was quite intriguing. On the expansive third floor, there were only four private rooms. In addition to 8888, the room Daniel had entered, and 6666, the one Olivia was ushered into by the head waiter, there were also rooms 8668 and 6886.
In essence, without someone specifically guiding the way, it would be impossible for the occupants of the two private rooms to encounter one another.
Moreover, every private room had its own elevator and washroom.
In other words, if no one specially led the way, it would be impossible for the people in the two private
rooms to meet.
This was interesting.
Given that the rooms were isolated from each other, how did Olivia end up in Room 6666?
Olivia pushed aside her skepticism and pressed the button on the wall, signaling the waiter to escort her to Room 8888.
The private room was noisy as if people inside were playing a game.
Daniel was seated in the center of the gathering, clutching a hand of cards. His demeanor appeared nonchalant, yet his regal presence set him apart, almost as if he were a wanderer amidst the throng. He saw Olivia.
He casually laid the cards on the table and beckoned to Olivia, saying, “Come over.”
The man sitting next to Daniel instantly stood up and tactfully gave up his seat.
Just as he was about to stand up, his shoulders suddenly felt heavy.
A slender and fair palm pressed down on his shoulder.
Sarah lifted her petite visage and cast a quick glance at Olivia. “No, no,” she chimed in. “Today, it’s all about Daniel and Ms. Taylor. They shouldn’t be seated together.”
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“Come, come,” she gestured with her hand, shooing away the two men sitting across from her and clearing a spot. Pointing towards the vacant seat, she urged, “Ms. Taylor, please sit here.”
With those words, she wrinkled her nose at Daniel and offered him a charming smile. “Daniel, I’m going to challenge you today. You’ll need to pass some tests to get your bride.”
The surrounding people chimed in, “Yes, yes, yes. Pass the tests.”
Michael turned to look at Daniel and frowned. He took a piece of candy and threw it at Sarah. “Stop messing around.”
“It’s tradition.” Sarah pressed her palm firmly on the man who was about to get up.
The man was in a dilemma, not knowing if he should sit or stand
Seeing this, Michael glared at Sarah and scolded her for being insensible.
In the end, he still stood up to smooth things over. “Alright, alright, alright. Let’s take this opportunity to make things difficult for the protagonist today. But let’s talk first. We can’t go overboard.”
He walked up to Olivia and said respectfully, “Mrs. Sullivan, this way please.”
Olivia sat opposite Daniel.
Sarah was unusually excited today. If one didn’t know better, they would have thought that she was the one getting engaged.
Holding a pile of poker cards, she insisted on playing truth or dare.
She proposed that no one could skip their round with drinking.
She shouted and asked the waiter to bring over a lie detector. Michael pulled her to her seat and said helplessly, “Oh my, that’s enough.”
Daniel also looked over.
His gaze appeared remarkably serene, devoid of any discernible fluctuations, yet it exuded an inscrutable
Sarah instantly felt a chill down her spine and stopped.
Nonetheless, she still pouted and appeared reluctant. “Fine, we can skip the lie detector, but we must play truth or dare.”
With that, she threw the poker card to the waiter opposite her. “You deal the cards.”
It was the person Sarah had enlisted. His card–playing abilities were exceptional, and he could discern the identity of each card in his hand with just a single glance.
Olivia sat opposite Sarah with one hand supporting her chin.
She seemed to be quite interested.
She had not played cards for many years. She remembered that the last time she played cards was seven years ago. It was during Christmas, and the family of four had gathered to watch television and play poker together.
Olivia had always won.
In the end, the three of them team up and fight Olivia.
Olivia nodded and agreed.
Yet they still lost terribly.
Jarron had already lost his temper. He held the cards and looked at them repeatedly. He suspected that Olivia had x–ray vision and could see them from the back.
Her grandpa was also very sad. He said, “I won’t play cards with you anymore.”
It was just a joke. However, it came true. They had really never played cards together.
The waiter who dealt the cards said the rules of the game, “The person who gets the Ace of Spades loses. They have to choose truth or dare, and the person who gets the big ace can control the loser”
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The initial rounds progressed smoothly, with some individuals losing while others emerged victorious. Whether it was opting for truth or dare, they refrained from taking things too far. The primary objective was to entertain everyone.
Following five rounds of the game, the dealer, who was a waiter, displayed subtle signs of nervousness. This time, Daniel got the Ace of Spades while Sarah got Big King.
Sarah shook the ace card in her hand and smiled playfully at Daniel. “Mr. Sullivan, truth or dare?” Daniel leaned back on the sofa and said lazily, “Truth.”
“Okay.” Sarah clenched the cards in her hand and glanced at Olivia. Then, she smiled at Daniel. “Daniel, let me ask you something. I’m serious. If Winona hadn’t gone overseas, would you have continued to be with her?”
Before she could finish her sentence, Michael pulled her and lowered his voice. “What are you doing? It was ages ago. Mrs. Sullivan is here!”
Sarah giggled. “That’s the rule. And…
She looked up at Olivia and said seriously, “Ms. Taylor, are you also very curious? Do you want to know about Daniel and Winona? This is a good opportunity.”
Olivia did not say anything. She rubbed the glass with her fingertips. Her gaze was indifferent, making it impossible to read her thoughts.
Sarah frowned and wanted to provoke her again.
At this moment, Daniel spoke.
His voice was casual and meaningless as usual.
With just a single sentence, Sarah’s countenance underwent a dramatic transformation, and her limbs became rigid.
Daniel said, “Winona who?”