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Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 562

Chapter 566

The men finished off the ten rounds in the blink of an eye without pauses in between. In the end, Bryan was badly defeated, and he sat limply on the lounge chair in disbelief as he sighed. "How did this happen?"

Having lost to Hanson, there was no way he could avoid punishment now. He shot Vania a pleading look. "Hey, Vania. So, what game should we play next?" The desperate gleam in his eyes was practically screaming, Please say you have the next game lined up so I won't have to be punished!

Hanson was thoroughly amused as he went up to Bryan, disregarding the poor man's will, and pulled him back by the collar. Keep your distance from my wife. With a raised brow, he curled and uncurled his fingers menacingly as he drawled, "I seem to recall someone having quite the nerve when the challenge was issued just now. Are you going to chicken out now that you've lost?"

Bryan winced and started whining pathetically, "Please let me off the hook, Hanson." He could end up bed-ridden if Hanson really were to proceed with the "massage". There were not many situations that are more horrifying than that consequence.

"Don't try to bargain with me," Hanson said. He had no plans on letting Bryan go free regardless of what the man might say.

A chill went down Bryan's spine, and he quickly shot Vania a piteous look as he said, "Vania, say something."

Vania sighed good-naturedly. This poor, unfortunate child. As a show of generosity and kindness, she cleared her throat and said to Hanson, "Darling, don't you think he's too sweet to suffer such a miserable fate? How about you let him go this time and save the punishment for his next mistake, hmm?"

Just as everyone thought Hanson might reject the idea, he nodded, much to everyone's surprise, and replied, "Anything you say, darling."

Everyone gaped at him in stunned silence. She's got him wrapped around her pinky!

Upon hearing that he was spared, Bryan cried, "Vania, you're an angel!"

This earned him yet another dark glare from Hanson, who was already making up his mind to teach him a lesson someday where no one could see them.

When April saw how Bryan was laughing aloud in relief, he couldn't help saying another quick prayer for him. Where essence was the same despite changing appearances, he knew that Hanson would not let Bryan get off the hook so easily.

While everyone was jesting around, Yvonne was isolated in her own sulking. She was unhappy with how things had turned out and immediately said, "Let's go back to the hall."

She had invited her friends over as well, but seeing as none of them knew how to shoot, they had been hanging out in the hall having drinks and playing games.

"Okay. Let's sing karaoke," Bryan agreed brightly, clearly in high spirits.

On the way back, Yvonne put on a smile, refusing to return to the parlor with a grim and defeated expression.

They were greeted by the flashing neon lights and the sound of clinking glasses and raucous laughter the moment they stepped into the hall. There was a band on stage performing renditions of popular songs, and in the open dining space, all the tables were packed with friends and family chattering to one another animatedly.

Upon registering Yvonne's return, Jane raised her arm and waved her over, yelling over the music, "Hey, Yvonne! Come here and play with us!"

As Yvonne heard that, her eyes immediately lit up. "Sure. What game are we playing?"

Her friends at the table started to speak all at once. "Drink or Dare, of course! It's a classic party game!"

It was, indeed, a favorite during parties. A spinner would be placed at the center of the table, and whoever the needle pointed to would have to complete a challenge, which was known as a dare. Should the person not complete it or refuse to carry it out, then he or she would be made to drink.

The rules were straightforward and the game was practically dated, but everyone loved it because something unexpected happened every single time.

When Yvonne heard this, she cheered up considerably and said, "Okay, we're in!"

She wanted to take this chance to humiliate Vania in front of everybody. Surely, her infuriating luck on the shooting range would not last through the rest of the day.

As they each took their seat at the table, Jane deliberately took a seat next to Bryan.

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