Chapter 239: 124: Vi directly teaches how to be a person, pping face!


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    After saying that, Joyce stared at Vi, her eyes full of contempt.


    She was a high-borndy from a wealthy family.


    What was Vi?


    Just a country bumpkin.


    What right did a country bumpkin have to stand beside her?


    Today, she would show Vi that they were not from the same world.


    At this point, Joyce paused, then continued, “Do you dare?”


    “The loser performs a striptease?” Vi raised her eyebrows slightly, ‘Are you sure?”


    Joyce straightoutughed.


    “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.


    As for Vi…


    She probably had never even seen a dart before.


    Vi dared to agree, probably relying on her face, wanting to draw attention here, wanting everyone to see her, hoping for a hero toe to her rescue, and finally, of course, to be a phoenix on the branches.


    After all, those who could attend the banquet were either rich or noble, and Vi could make a name for herself just by climbing up to one of them.


    However, Vi was oversimplifying things.


    It was true that people here were of noble birth.


    But they were not fools.


    Noble families ced importance on being well-matched and would never marry a country bumpkin.


    “Alright.” Vi lifted her chin slightly, her eyes bright and colorful, her aura fully open, like a queen, “How do wepete?” “Best of three, how about that?” Joyce said.


    “Fine.” Vi nodded slightly.


    Joyce continued, “Miss Thompson, don’t try to force your way into a circle you don’t belong to, lest you be aughingstock. Are you sure you want topete with me? The loser mustn’t renege, mind you!’


    Vi’s expression remained unchanged, “l have the same advice for you. Since we’ve agreed topete, 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?”


    Was Vi worthy?


    She had been learning all kinds of etiquette since she was little, and she had received top-notch education.


    What had Vi learned?


    ying with mud at the vige entrance? It’s simplyughable.


    If Vi wanted to y, 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 nced at Joyce and silently lit a candle for her in her mind.


    Why did Joyce have to mess with Vi?


    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, “Vi is quite powerful, if you want to back outter, it’ll be toote.’


    Joyce naturally knew Fiona too, and she dared not treat Fiona with the same attitude as she treated Vi, “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!’


    Be a dog.


    As she said this, Joyce looked at Vi.


    Vi’s red lips curved upward, and she raised her hand to apud, “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 Vi.


    Vi 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 nce at Vi.


    It was because Vi’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.


    A striptease!


    How exciting.


    Especially when someone as beautiful as Vi was involved.


    Linda handed the agreement to Fiona.


    Fiona reached out and took it.


    Joyce picked up the darts, turned to Vi, and said, “Miss Thompson, you don’t mind if I start first, do you?”


    She wanted to teach Vi a good lesson. To let Vi know what a real master was like.


    “l don’t mind.’


    Joyce smiled, aimed at the center, and threw it right away..