Chapter 239: 124: Viola directly teaches how to be a person, slapping face!
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After saying that, Joyce stared at Viola, her eyes full of contempt.
She was a high-born lady from a wealthy family.
Just a country bumpkin.
What right did a country bumpkin have to stand beside her?
Today, she would show Viola that they were not from the same world.
At this point, Joyce paused, then continued, “Do you dare?”
“The loser performs a striptease?” Viola raised her eyebrows slightly, ‘Are you sure?”
Joyce straightout laughed.
“Why wouldn’t I dare?”
She had been practicing darts for a decade.
Just a casual throw could hit the double 20-point area on the dartboard.
She probably had never even seen a dart before.
Viola dared to agree, probably relying on her face, wanting to draw attention here, wanting everyone to see her, hoping for a hero to come to her rescue, and finally, of course, to become a phoenix on the branches.
After all, those who could attend the banquet were either rich or noble, and Viola could make a name for herself just by climbing up to one of them.
However, Viola was oversimplifying things.
It was true that people here were of noble birth.
But they were not fools.
Noble families placed importance on being well-matched and would never marry a country bumpkin.
“Alright.” Viola lifted her chin slightly, her eyes bright and colorful, her aura fully open, like a queen, “How do we compete?” “Best of three, how about that?” Joyce said.
“Fine.” Viola nodded slightly.
Joyce continued, “Miss Thompson, don’t try to force your way into a circle you don’t belong to, lest you become a laughingstock. Are you sure you want to compete with me? The loser mustn’t renege, mind you!’
Viola’s expression remained unchanged, “l have the same advice for you. Since we’ve agreed to compete, we should abide by the rules of the game, going back on one’s word is not what a gentleman does.”
Joyce snorted coldly, “Are you discussing gentlemen with me?”
She had been learning all kinds of etiquette since she was little, and she had received top-notch education.
What had Viola learned?
Playing with mud at the village entrance? It’s simply laughable.
If Viola wanted to play, then let’s make it big!
Having said that, Joyce looked at the assistant among the crowd, “Linda.’
“Miss.” Linda immediately came over.
“Draft an agreement.”
Linda nodded, “Alright.”
Drafting an agreement meant they were serious, and they wanted to uphold the spirit of the contract.
Fiona Knight glanced at Joyce and silently lit a candle for her in her mind.
Why did Joyce have to mess with Viola?
Fiona looked at Joyce, “Joyce, are you sure you want to draft an agreement?”
There were so many people here, and if a striptease were really to happen, Joyce would lose face.
Remembering that her mother and Joyce’s mother were somewhat close, she couldn’t help but remind her, “Viola is quite powerful, if you want to back out later, it’ll be too late.’
Joyce naturally knew Fiona too, and she dared not treat Fiona with the same attitude as she treated Viola, “Thank you for the reminder, Miss Knight. When one is born as a human, one should keep one’s promises; otherwise, one might as well be a dog!’
As she said this, Joyce looked at Viola.
Viola’s red lips curved upward, and she raised her hand to applaud, “Well said, Miss Joyce. People who break their promises indeed have no difference from
At this moment, Linda handed the drafted agreement to Joyce, “Miss.”
Joyce signed the agreement without hesitation.
Linda then handed the paper to Viola.
Viola didn’t even look at the terms and conditions and signed her name right away.
Her strokes were decisive.
After signing her name, Linda couldn’t help but glance at Viola.
It was because Viola’s writing was too beautiful.
Linda had been practicing calligraphy for years and still hadn’t given up, but her writing hadn’t improved much.
Only those who had practiced calligraphy would know how difficult it was to write such elegant and beautiful thin gold script.
Joyce continued, “Linda, hand the agreement to Miss Knight for safekeeping. Also, please invite Miss Knight and everyone here to serve as public witnesses.”
As her words fell, there were immediate sounds of agreement and whistles from the surrounding area.
Especially when someone as beautiful as Viola was involved.
Linda handed the agreement to Fiona.
Fiona reached out and took it.
Joyce picked up the darts, turned to Viola, and said, “Miss Thompson, you don’t mind if I start first, do you?”
She wanted to teach Viola a good lesson. To let Viola know what a real master was like.
Joyce smiled, aimed at the center, and threw it right away..