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My Stand-In Groom Is A Secret Tycoon by Lydia Pierce

Chapter 342
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Chapter 342 Leila had a bad feeling and nudged Audrey beside her worriedly, whispering, "Audie, I think Raeyon's targeting you. Be careful." "I know; it's fine." Audrey chuckled softly, indicating for Leila to stay calm.

Seeing her composed demeanor, clearly having predicted Raeyon's bad intentions all along, Leila breathed a sigh of relief.

Audrey was indeed unruffled.

Since she agreed to join the game, she was ready to face whatever cher way.

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If Raeyon really ended up picking her, she would definitely make Raeyon regret it.

Raeyon started spinning the bottle.

Her gaze was fixed intently on the bottle, not bothering to hide her intentions.

Everyone's eyes were on the bottle.

Round and round it went, gradually slowing down.

Just as the bottle was about to point at Leila, Raeyon suddenly lunged forward, pretending to accidentally fall onto the coffee table, stopping the bottle with a gentle press.

The bottle ended up pointing at Audrey.

Raeyon pretended, rubbing her calf and complaining, "Oh, my leg suddenly cramped, and it still hurts a bit." Everyone looked at her, thinking, 'Does she think we are fools?' Not even the livestream channel's viewers could take it any longer.

[Damn! Raeyon is definitely picking on Audie on purpose. That's sickening.] [That's just shameless. This round shouldn't count, right?] [It shouldn't count. We can't let someone get away with ignoring the rules like that.] The arguing got intense, and even Raeyon's fans on the livestream channel didn't dare to speak up for her.

After all, even her fans thought her behavior was a bit disgraceful.

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Leila stood up abruptly with her hands on her hips and said assertively, "Raeyon, you can't do that. This round doesn't count. Let's redo it." Raeyon blinked innocently, carefully rubbing her calf, and said with feigned innocence, "I didn't do it on purpose. My leg was cramped Redoing it wouldn't be fair to the other players, right?" Audrey looked at her with a calm expression.

Meeting her gaze, Raeyon felt as if she was being seen through.

Her heart fluttered with panic, but her tone beceven more resolute. If you can't afford to play don't start in the first place. Now? that you've lost and you want a do-over, what's the point of playing? It's not fun like this." Alistair had long found Raeyon annoying. With a cold expression, he thought about standing up for Audrey.

But Audrey gently tugged on his sleeve and asked Raeyon, "I never said I wouldn't play. What do you wantto do? Truth or dare?" "Shall I choose for you?" Raeyon's eyes lit up. She said with feigned generosity, "I don't want to make things difficult for you either. So let's go with 'truth'. How about that? Are you up for the game?" Audrey spoke in an indifferent tone, "Why not? Ask ahead." A gleam of mischief flashed in Raeyon's eyes. She leaned on the table, excited, and asked, "Alright, I'm not holding back. I want to know how many men you have been with." Everyone froze for a moment.

Raeyon added, "Just to clarify, I'm asking about men, not boyfriends. To put it simply, how many guys have En you slept with?" Since the gbegan, Raeyon had posed the most personal and shocking question so far.

Everyone present, along with the viewers on the livestream channel, was momentarily dumbfounded. Everyone thought Raeyon was using this chance to get back at Audrey.

[I feel like rushing in and slapping Raeyon across the face. That face That bitch! It's just a gWhy does she ask such personal questions? She's shameless.] [Audie, if you can't afford to play it, you can just admit defeat.] [Who are you talking about? If you can, go ahead and tell us about your privacy to entertain us.] [This has nothing to do with whether one can afford to play or not; this issue is simply a matter of disrespect.] [Why do people still freak out over this topic nowadays? What a prude!]