Chapter 484
Chapter 484 Making Her Eat Surstromming
Chapter 484
Isabella was convinced that someone had intentionally pushed her just now. Moreover, it seemed like someone was observing her. It was difficult for her to turn around as she was surrounded by people and had to go on stage to draw a prize first.
"Miss, don't worry. There are only two empty slots on the wheel; the rest are all filled," the host reassured Isabella, noticing her expression.
Isabella relaxed and reached out to touch the wheel, applying gentle force. A crowd of people watched from below. The crystal wheel spun slowly; the golden pointer leisu passed over the red area and finally came to a slow stop.
"Uh..."
The pointer landed on an empty slot, which only had a ten percent chance of happening. The host's face turned awkward, and there was a sigh from the crowd
below.
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"That's really unlucky.
Isabella gave a dry laugh, apologized to the host, and then turned to leave the stage.
But the host stopped her, "Miss, why don't you try again?"
Some people in the audience also started to heckle. Isabella couldn't leave, so she had to stay. She had a premonition that this time, it probably wouldn't bring good news
either.
Sure enough, it landed on an empty slot again. The audience erupted in uproar. Isa stood on the stage, slightly embarrassed. She glanced around and saw a man who suddenly appeared behind the crowd.
Seth. Why was he here? Shouldn't he be in the parlor?
Isabella was distracted, and someone from the audience suggested she try again. The
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audience seemed to enjoy the spectacle. Seeing such an unlucky person, they couldn't help but want to see if she could be even more unlucky.
Isabella couldn't leave, and she had to endure Seth's piercing gaze. Once again, she approached the wheel. It was just a small game, but she couldn't help but feel nervous. The wheel spun, and the pointer landed on... a cash prize. It wasn't an empty slot? Whistles came from the crowd below, and the host also breathed a sigh of relief. When the cash prize was opened on the spot, the host's face changed. Isabella didn't see what was written on the note in the cash envelope. She glance down at the audience and met Seth's slightly mischievous gaze.
Needless to say, there was nothing good in the envelope.
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The host twitched at the corner of his mouth and read, "Surstromming, to be eaten o
the spot."
There was a chorus of heckling. The audience was buzzing with Isabella's misfortun
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Isabella stood on the stage and looked at Seth again. She remembered that time whe she had splashed him with cold water, and he had made her drink strong alcohol the
next day.
Now, she had tried to outsmart him a little, and he had made her eat surstromming. And he says he has affection for me? Yeah, right. You won't even sacrifice a bit of time? The money I saved is your family's, too.
She was angry but couldn't run away.
The kitchen quickly brought up the surstromming. Everyone below retreated half a circle, and even the host showed an awkward expression and ran off the stage. Chapter 484 Making Her Eat Surstromming
Isabella stood alone on the stage, feeling very wronged. She could feel Seth's gaze, and
without looking, she could guess that he must be very pleased.
She took a deep breath, reached out to pick up the can, and pried open a corner with a
small knife. With a pop, the can was opened.
A foul smell wafted out. Those nearby all stepped back, but Isabella's movement paused for a moment.
She sniffed, a bit stunned. The surstromming... smelled like pungent tofu. She looked up and glanced in Seth's direction again.
The man had one hand in his pocket, holding a glass of champagne in the other. W
he caught her gaze, he slightly lifted his chin and took a sip of the champagne. Isabella's heart skipped a beat as she applied more force, successfully opening the ca The stench that wafted out was overwhelming, yet surprisingly not nauseating. Chapter 484 Making Her Eat Surstromming
Lowering her head, Isabella caught sight of the contents within the can. It was undeniably pungent tofu, and to her surprise, it was still warm. Could it have been freshly fried?