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A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 348
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Chapter 348

Her words and tone of voice melted the hearts of all the men around her! The

men at the table exchanged glances with one another, but none of them had

the guts to say anything. Just then, a burly man with tattoos stood up from

the table beside them. It was freezing outside, yet the man was dressed in an

unzipped leather jacket that revealed his muscular chest.

“Why don’t we play a game with you, gorgeous? What would you like to play?”

The burly man seized his opportunity to approach her with a wide grin on his

face. The other men who were seated at his table hurried over behind him,

and they pushed away the teenagers who had occupied the table Claudette

was at. Apparently, this new group of men was more experienced.

“Anything goes,” the lady replied without a hint of fear in her gaze. “Why don’t

we play a game of poker, then?” the burly man suggested.

“Sure!”

“Hah! Let’s start! The loser will get punished, though,” the man with tattoos

spoke loudly, and everyone around him started to cheer in excitement at his

words. There was nothing that could make the crowd heat up the way a

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gorgeous woman did–just watching her play a game of poker was enough

to get the crowd to cheer!

While Claudette played a game of cards with the gangsters at her table,

Magnus maintained a calm and collected expression on his face. He simply

stood guard behind her. Some of the other customers thought Magnus was

her bodyguard, while most of them reckoned he was her boyfriend. Magnus

was covered in luxury items, and he seemed clean and well–groomed. His

hair had a fresh cut, and he stood tall and proud like any man from the

military.

Despite his smart outlook, he wore a warm and gentle smile on his face,

which made him seem especially charismatic to the public’s eye. No one

could figure out his role or where he came from. Many of the customers

hoped that the burly, tattooed man would get Claudette to take off one item

of clothing if she lost a game–after all, that seemed to be what happened in

most TV shows or movies.

However, they soon realized that they were living in a society governed by

law and order, not some fictional plot that they had in their heads. The burly

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man didn’t have the guts to suggest such a punishment, even if the thought.

did cross his mind. In the end, they simply had a friendly game with

Claudette, and the loser’s punishment was to have a drink. Although there

was little excitement in the game itself, most customers refused to leave as

they didn’t want to miss out on any juicy stuff.

As time went on, Magnus stood behind Claudette like a statue. His posture

was straight and upright the whole time, and it looked as if he wasn’t tired at

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all. It was past midnight by the time Claudette stood up and stretched her

limbs. Everyone’s gaze immediately landed on her slender and fit figure. “Hey,

waiter! I need the bill.” The man with tattoos was in a good mood that night,

and his voice was especially loud and confident.

“I’ll pay for all your meals!” Claudette offered. The other men at her table were

stunned for a while. Even the waiter stared at her in disbelief. Wait, is she truly

a socialite? Why would a lady as gorgeous as her spend her money just to

have some fun with these gangsters? What’s going on here?

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Claudette ignored all the judgmental and puzzled glances thrown in her

direction as she pulled out her phone to complete the payment. It was then

that Magnus seemed to release himself from being a statue–he took action

and reached over to pay the bill before Claudette could do so. The lady

seemed to have expected him to do it, for she simply stood up and walked

off without leaving any comments.

The man with the tattoos froze for a while before bursting into laughter.

“Damn! I’ve seen people pleasers around me, but I’ve never seen someone

kiss *ss the way you do!” It seemed like Magnus wasn’t some wealthy man, a

bodyguard, or Claudette’s boyfriend–it looked like he was just a lapdog that

followed her around.

Magnus didn’t have a choice but to let out a chuckle in response to

everyone’s disdainful glances. Then, he hurried off after Claudette. He was

well aware of what her intentions were. She wouldn’t sound too harsh with

her words and would never directly call him a lapdog. However, all her

actions earlier served the purpose of getting the rest of the customers to

perceive him as one. She wanted him to understand the dynamic of their

relationship.

“Hey, slow down, gorgeous!” The man with tattoos had enjoyed himself

earlier, but it was clear he hadn’t had enough for the night. He hurried over

and stopped himself in front of Claudette.