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Chapter 247 Three Childish

Tim held the deck of cards in his hand, "What should we wager?"

Grey teased him, "One lash for each lost game?"

Tim was speechless, "Enough, you pest."

Glancing at the tower of champagne glasses on the nearby table, Tim casually suggested, “A drink per round?”

Grey, mid-drink, quipped, "Boring."

Tim...