"Maryanne, why did you dress in this way?!"
Hobart rushed to Maryanne and wished he could cover his precious sister with his body. If he knew that Maryanne had changed into a dress like this, he would definitely not let her change!
Hobart's felt unhappy at the thought of the hungry look on the guys when Maryanne came in. The way they act seem like they had never seen a woman before or seen such a short dress. Was it necessary?
Maryanne observed Hobart's reaction and knew that she was right. Before she could relax, she felt something on her shoulder.
She looked at her shoulder subconsciously and found a black suit jacket on it.
And the owner of the jacket was saying sorry to her, "Maryanne, forgive me for making the decision on my own."
"Mr. Tomson..." Maryanne paused and said,
"Thank you."
Hobart could not help but look at Jarvy with a pleased look.
The others stamped their feet and gritted their teeth. This action of Jarvy had greatly reduced their welfare and won the favor of the Smith siblings. What a scheming man!
This also led to them allying by heart and vowing to teach Jaravy a lesson on the billiard table!
"Well, how do you want to play?" Alexer could not wait to ask.
"Let's play English billiard," Nier spoke before Jarvy. He picked a style that he was best at.
"Sure." The others responded and turned to look at Hobart, Maryanne, and Jarvy.
After Hobart exchanged a look with Jarvy, Jarvy replied, "We have no problem."
This time, several waiters in cool clothes came in with drinks and beer.
Jarvy and the rest took a quick look and realized that they all looked like spirits. However, with Maryanne's in front of them, even if they were naked, they would not catch their eye.
Just as they were waiting for a showdown, Maryanne suddenly said, "You guys have fun. I'm going to have a drink."
Someone couldn't help saying, "Sister Maryanne, we just arrived, and you want to rest? Are you too lazy?"
"Yeah, yeah! It's fun to play together!"
What a joke. They were fighting so hard just to impress her. Since she was going to rest, who would cheer for them?
Even the most gentleman Jarvy said, "Maryanne, I'll teach you if you can't play."
Maryanne touched her earrings and said with a smile, "Don't get me wrong. I just got a little thirsty after eating a cake, so I need some drinks. I didn't mean to be lazy. You guys start the game first, and I'll join you later."
After saying that, Maryanne ignored them and turned. She walked to the booth on the side.
It could be said that he was a little self-willed.
But the young master could not be angry with her at all. Instead, they felt that this was what she should be like because she was the apple of the Smith family's eye!
Hobart, who was standing to the side, could not help but glare at them when he saw that they were not letting go of Maryanne's back. "All right, let's begin!"
Since too many of them were playing, they used the dice to decide who started the game. The biggest number would start.
After a round of competition, Hobart won first place. The young masters were slightly more friendly. After all, there was a competition between them because of Maryanne, so it was the best choice to let Hobart start the game.
"Hold on," Nier suddenly said just as Hobart was about to kick the ball off.
"What's the matter?" Everyone asked.
"Since it's a competition, there must be a bet or something, right?" Nier said as he looked at the others than Hobart and Jarvy.
The others immediately understood and said, "Okay, what are you betting on?"
Nier pretended nothing happened and greeted Maryanne. "Maryanne, you came to
play as well?"
At this time, Maryanne had already come to their side and was looking down at the billiard table, which was messed up by them.
As Jarvy saw that there was nothing on her shoulder, he could not help but ask, "Maryanne, where is the suit jacket I gave you?"
"I took it off," Maryanne said without raising her head.
Good! This was what most of the men present thought.
"Why did you take it off?" Jarvy asked, somewhat displeased. "Was she leaving him at large the better to apprehend him?"
Maryanne finally looked up at him, as if to ask, "Who are you to me? What right do you have to care about me?" But in the blink of an eye, she had returned to her innocent self.
She held her V-collar in one hand and fanned with the other hand. Then she opened her pink little mouth and muttered to him, "Hot."
Help! Her actions would only make them hotter!
Jarvy, who was the first to be hurt, breathed deeply and said in his heart, "Oh god."
Jarvy and the rest can't figure out Maryanne's character. They only thought that she was acting this way because she was hot, but Hobart would not.
How comfortable she was when she was basking in the sun in the car. How could she be hot in a twinkling of an eye? This was an air-conditioned room!
Could it be... that there was a man she liked in here? Was that why she did it?
Well, I'll make another observation.
Hobart probed, "Maryanne, your skills are average. Why don't you pick an older brother to teach you?"

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