After dressing up as the evil girl in the second game, I opened my eyes and found myself in the Shur

It was getting dark when she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. All she needed to do now was to let go of everything, take a walk around the second-class cabin, and then go back to have a good sleep.

Betty met her at the door of the entertainment card room, which was very lively.

"Sela, are you okay with your cold?"

"No."

Her rosy complexion really didn't look like she was sick.

"I heard that you waltzed with the Duke yesterday." Betty took her arm. "He was also playing cards inside, so go say hello."

"No fighting, sleep." Sierra wanted to break away, but just as her legs took a step back, her back bumped into two small hands pushing towards her. Following Betty's strength, she was pushed directly into the card room by being squeezed forward and backward.

A four-person card table is placed every four or five meters in the spacious room. The aroma of mixed cigarette smoke is strong. Several female stars who play openly with the men frequently attract the eyes of the noble ladies around them.

Inside, there is a scarlet-colored wool carpet spread by the window. Four men and a female family member are sitting at the card table. The Duke in a black suit is on the left side of the printed wall.

He took off his black gloves and held an 'athlete's cigarette' between his pale fingers with several rings. His dark eyes were half-lidded, watching the shuffling process in the center indifferently.

They just finished an inning.

Playing cards with him, isn't this a clear violation?

As soon as Sierra finished thinking subconsciously, she felt bad again.

After Betty pulled her in, she went to a card table by herself. The two girls who pushed her were the two girls she rolled her eyes at last night. Now they had pushed her forcefully to the card table where Rose Hill was.

"Dad, Lily and I are here to play for a while."

The red-haired girl bent down and greeted the middle-aged man at the card table cordially.

The girl named Lily held Sera's hand tightly, bowed and saluted the man who was sitting there who was very eye-catching, "Duke."

Sera was forced to squat down and salute, her brown eyes raised to look at him.

Beautiful and vivid girly colors, gorgeous like oil paintings on the wall.

Empty and quiet, his mind-reading skills failed again.

The burning ashes of the cigarette fell into the cylinder, Rose Hill rotated his fingers and pressed it out, "Come and sit, Sierra."

Lily's expression was stiff, and Sera's expression was also stiff.

She wants to go back to sleep, she wants to go back to sleep, she wants to go back to sleep.

The sound returned to his ears again, and Rose Hill picked up the martini and put it in front of her.

"Are you sleepy?"

Sierra, who had just sat down next to him, pursed her lips and shook her head, "I'm not sleepy, I can stay with you for a while."

If those bad women hadn't dragged her here, she would have gone to bed by now.

Her duplicity made Rose Hill raise her eyebrows, and turned to glance at the two girls sitting across from each other to watch the cards together.

"They brought you here." He tilted his head, his expression cold.

The breath in her ears was cool and cool, and the whisper that only belonged to two people made Sera blush inexplicably. She asked him in a low voice, "Did you see it?"

He didn't answer, and a new round of card games began.

The interaction between the two almost made Lily angry to death. Her eyes were burning, and she talked to her partner who was watching the cards diagonally across the street, "Dad has bought a new large villa in the capital and is renovating it. He is waiting for me to come and play next summer. "

"How many acres of land did you buy? Can you hunt and play baseball?" The red-haired girl became interested.

"Definitely. Dad bought it specifically for my pleasure."

The middle-aged nobleman at the card table was very happy with his daughter's praise.

Lily's eyes swept over the Duke intentionally or unintentionally, and the girl dozing next to him holding a wine glass.

She didn't listen to a word of the conversation that was overtly and covertly sarcastic about Sera being a poor person. She only complained in her heart that the other person looked like two peacocks spreading their tails in search of mating.

She lowered her head and took a sip of the wine given by Rose Hill. A spiciness rushed straight to her forehead. She suddenly woke up. She coughed hard and silently complained in her heart: "It's so spicy. Has his mouth lost its sense of taste?"

Five times, Rosehill paid attention to the girl next to her three times.

Her strange thoughts came on and off, and it was difficult for him to pull his thoughts out of her head.

Sierra put down her wine glass and stood up and said, "I'm going to lie down in the bathroom."

She was going to rinse her mouth out and never drink this crap again next time.

Rose Hill paused playing cards and looked up at her.

The girl's dark brown hair was simply tied up, her neck was exposed, and her blue arteries were beating rhythmically in front of his eyes.

Rose Hill rolled her throat and suddenly discovered that the smell of her wine was very unique.

The rich sweet aroma is mixed with the taste of martini, like Damascus pink rose.

Spicy and sweet.

The bottomless black eyes reflected a strange dark red color under the illumination of the warm lamp.

Sera looked back at him inadvertently, her man-eating eyes like those of a secluded beast made her hair stand on end.

She hurried into the bathroom, and all she could think about was the tragic sight of being sucked into a mummy.

This damn death setting is doomed, her blood is a nice little dessert for him.

Betty at the other card table caught Lily's eyes, and the three of them stood up and followed Sierra to the bathroom.

Betty was guarding the door to stop the ladies who wanted to come in to use the bathroom. There were only three of them in the spacious bathroom.

As soon as Sierra walked to the sink to wash her face and refresh herself, she heard the sound of the outer door being locked.

She looked through the mirror at the two people standing behind her, "You still want to go to the bathroom with me?"

"Sela, don't be so shameless and try to seduce the Duke." Lily looked gloomy.

Sierra took out a tissue and wiped her hands, turned around and said, "Didn't you force me to look at the cards? Are you angry now?"

"He's mine." Lily stepped forward and held her arm tightly. Her slender nails dug into her flesh through the material of her clothes, and an unforeseen punch hit her belly.

Sierra arched her back in pain, broke away from Lily's hand with her backhand, grabbed her neck under her shocked gaze, turned around and knocked her face hard on the sink.

The sound of the bridge of the nose breaking when it hit the countertop was clear and crisp. As soon as the girl's scream came out, Sera grabbed her and covered her mouth.

She stared fiercely at the red-haired girl who wanted to come forward to help, "Girls can't be violent."

After speaking, Sera pushed Lily on top of her, and the two people wearing heavy skirts staggered and fell to the ground.

"Exception today."

It just so happened that the frightened people in the past few days needed to vent their emotions. Sierra did not stop there. She savagely pounced on the two girls who fell together and punched them several times in the abdomen.

Hearing the whining and commotion inside, Betty opened the door and came in, realizing something was wrong. She was shocked by the scene in front of her.

"Sela! How dare you hit the Marquis's daughter!"

"Didn't you acquiesce? You turned your elbow and went to someone else's house." Sierra raised her eyes, her beautiful face full of fierceness.

She is not a little girl who was raised proudly by the nobles. She is an abandoned baby who is about to freeze to death on the streets of London. She is a wild child who was adopted by a welfare institution and relied on her fists to avoid being bullied until she grew up.