Strip
If Lucille were the one driving, there was no way she would be able to win considering how outnumbered she was Not to mention, she wasn’t even the one driving. She was just going to sit in the passenger at and give Austin
instructions.
Even if she was coaching him, there was no way the useless Austin would be
able to do much.
The crowd burst into laughter.
“Lucille, have you thought it through? The loser has to strip!”
“That’s right. You can’t go back on your word when you lose!”
Albert’s eyes glinted with a dark light. He stared at Lucille’s beautiful face and asked, “Are you sure you want to bet on this?”
It was no ordinary game.
Austin’s eyes were red. He grabbed Lucille and said, “No!”
How could he let Lucille make a bet like that?
Lucille glanced at Austin and stated, “Do you not trust, yourself, or do you not trust me?”
The girl smirked. Her posture was noble and calm, with a natural aura of superiority. This kind of arrogance from the bones seemed totally natural as if there was no need to doubt it.
Austin was stunned.
Lucille agreed immediately..
Thus, the bet was settled.
The loser would have to strip.
Even though they never specified how many pieces of clothing they had to take off, it was summer. Taking a single piece of clothing off would be
embarrassing enough.
For the sake of the competition, Albert and the others all bumped shoulders
and gathered together. They returned to their cars and excitedly inspected.
them
The competition began 15 minutes later.
וויד
Austin’s eyes were filled with tears. “I can’t do it, Lucille. If you bet on me, I’ll end up dragging you down with me!”
“Even if you do, that’s my problem to deal with.” Lucille grinned calmly.
“But I really can’t…”
Austin shrank to the side, like a dog that had lost its confidence. He seemed pitiful and wronged.
Molly, who was sitting in the coach’s car, rolled her eyes, then opened the door and got out. She put her hands on her hips and scolded, “Hey, coward! Lucille has come to help you personally, so she will definitely win. You should be confident, okay?”
In Molly’s heart, Lucille was omnipotent and had never failed at anything.
That was something certain both in the past and future.
Austin sniffed. He still looked like a wilted flower.
Lucille sat at the side of the flower bed and commented, “Austin, didn’t you always want me to teach you? Do you know how I managed to become a master?”
“How?” he asked.
“I trained by going through countless life and death situations.” Lucille’s smile was very subtle, but the light in her eyes was like stained glass, clear and dazzling. “It’s because I have to courage to take a gamble.”
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