And as long as Jouri did not mind, Meg had no reason to worry.
It did not matter what she wanted either-she had what she wanted and everyone was happy, so what was there to hesitate for? Jouri took her phone just then. "My turn! Let's keep this up!" Alda nodded. "Mr. Frankton will do the honors this time." After rolling, Jouri snapped, "Five sixes!" "Six sixes!" Frank bet, since she already had five sixes, and he definitely should not bet on that.
"Showdown." Jouri showed her phone, ignoring a dumbfounded Meg as she revealed she did not have any sixes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThere was no helping it—she had bet it so awkwardly that Frank would lose anyway.
"My loss. " And while Meg won, she was less calm than Frank who lost.
After all, she clearly saw that Jouri had rolled three threes and a one, but somehow that changed when she showed her hand.
She was still using the on her own phone, and Meg was left wondering how impressive she was that she could tamper with the programming at any time.
"Don't choose truth now," Jouri said, not wanting to spare Frank and Alda after choosing risk repeatedly.
Alda shrugged in turn. "Alright, risk. What's the challenge?" "Sit on your dear Mr. Frankton's lap. No getting off for ten minutes!" Jouri promptly ordered without hesitation. That left Alda thoroughly embarrassed-there had been skin contact, but this was still too much! "A bet's a bet. Do it right now, no excuses," Jouri urged.
Alda turned in embarrassment toward Frank.
He was ready to tell her that it was fine if she did not accept the penalty, only for her to suddenly brace herself and throw herself in his arms! Content belongs to en.kikistoriesUMS While Frank was not sure if he should laugh or cry, Jouri teased, "Ah, such bliss!" Annoyed, Alda threw a pillow at her, while she laughed and whipped out her phone. "Con, let's continue." Content belongs to en.kikistoriesswno She was about to roll her dice again when the door suddenly opened.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA short, fat middle-aged man barged in with several goons, followed by a waiter.
"What's going on?" He snorted. "It's business as usual here, and you're not letting us in?!" "What's the meaning of this?" Meg glowered right then.
"Ms. Quill, he barged in here and we couldn't stop him. What should we do?" "Get him out of here," Meg snapped-she could make an exception for Jouri, but not scommon thug.
"Oh, if it isn't Meg Quill? Nonetheless, the fat man smirked, and his grin broadened when he noticed Meg's torn thigh highs. "You're always all high and mighty and I thought that you're one in a million turns out you're just another slut! You're just a manager, so quit behaving like you're something! Get over here, and givea hug!" Content belongs to en.kikistories"Leave right now," Meg said despite her rage.
The fat man kept pushing his luck anyway. "I refuse. What are you going to do about it?" Meg lost all patience and gave the waiter a look.