If it weren’t for her pestering him shalessly, he absolutely wouldn’t accompany her in doing such a boring thing.
"Ma’am, you’ve been thinking for three minutes now."
At this mont, a bodyguard sitting opposite Sumr Shawcross couldn’t help but remind her politely.
Mrs. Shawcross had already been pondering her move for three minutes, and if she thought any longer, it seed a bit too long.
However, as soon as the bodyguard finished speaking, a cold gaze swept over...
The bodyguard was startled, and imdiately shut his mouth in the next second.
"Don’t worry, I’ll figure it out soon," Sumr Shawcross said, not noticing the tense atmosphere around her, as she looked at the tiles in her hand and curled her lips.
"Ma’am, don’t rush..." Sean Morgan glanced at Noah Drexler opposite him, then said to Sumr Shawcross.
As soon as Sean Morgan finished speaking, Sumr Shawcross laboriously picked out a tile and tossed it out!
"Seven Dot!"
However, just as her tile landed, the excited voice of the bodyguard opposite her rang out.
"I won!" he said, spreading out the tiles in front of him!
"..." Sumr Shawcross turned pale and suddenly felt unwell.
After thinking for so long about which tile to play, she ended up letting the opponent win as soon as she played it?
As the bodyguard was filled with excitent, he suddenly felt... two gazes, one cold and one sympathetic, sweeping toward him from both sides.
The bodyguard froze for a mont, then subconsciously turned to look at Noah Drexler, and seeing the displeased look on his face, he was startled once again...
Just as Sumr clenched her lips and was about to see how the bodyguard’s tiles looked, the bodyguard suddenly panicked and scrambled the tiles in front of him.
Seeing this, Sumr Shawcross couldn’t help but be a bit dumbfounded and looked at the bodyguard in confusion.
The bodyguard wiped the sweat off his forehead and gave a dry laugh towards Sumr Shawcross, "Ma’am, I just saw the tiles wrong earlier, sorry..."
The bodyguard’s face was full of unnatural expressions, and after he finished speaking, he wiped the sweat off his face again.
Had he known this would happen, he shouldn’t have spoken up when Mrs. Shawcross asked who could play Mahjong...
In such a short ti, the boss had already given him that killer look several tis...
If this continued, he was genuinely worried about his little life.
Upon hearing the bodyguard’s words, Sumr Shawcross, who was previously full of frustration, had a change in her expression, sighing with relief and showing a happy expression.
"Forget it, forget it, it’s just the first round, as long as we get serious in the next ones," she said, curling her lips and generously waving her hand.
"Okay, Ma’am..." The bodyguard nodded quickly.
...
Soon, the second round of Mahjong began.
At the start of this round, Sumr Shawcross frowned as she looked at the terrible tiles in her hand with concern.
Based on her past experience, such lousy tiles rarely gave her a chance to win, so she could only grit her teeth and continue playing.
However, this round went quite smoothly, and several rounds went by without anyone winning.
Just as Sumr Shawcross was feeling puzzled...
"East Wind." A cold voice sounded, and a Mahjong tile was thrown out by Noah Drexler.
Upon hearing these two words, Sumr Shawcross was surprised, instantly invigorated, and hurriedly toppled the tiles in front of her!
"I won!"
Seeing this, both Sean Morgan and another bodyguard secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
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