Chapter 775

Isla’s face turned even redder at the words, "Shut up!"

If she had known earlier that this man was not really a top guy in the bar, she wouldn't have picked him!

During that time, she went to the bar to get drunk in order to get over her unrequited love for Franklin. She wanted to just give herself away, so she had a one-night stand.

She randomly picked the most handsome guy in a bar and ended up unintentionally provoking the wrong man.

Soren had been busy with training lately and was fully occupied.

He didn't expect to run into her at MI6.

"Who allowed you to sneak away and even dared to humiliate me by leaving behind a hundred dollars? My net worth is in the billions. You slept with me, so you must take responsibility.”

Soren squinted his eyes and stared at Isla.

Isla was so angry that she covered his mouth directly and said, “Stop talking... Don't say it again!"

It's like trying to get ivory out of a dog's mouth, this man just can't stop talking.

Here is MI6. If her colleagues hear this, she will be embarrassed.

She was already blushing with embarrassment, and now Soren's teasing made her even more red-faced.

Sweat beads glisten on the nose, making it look particularly delicate and charming.

She almost lost all strength and was about to collapse.

Isla wanted to escape, but the next second she was lifted up by Soren, a tall and sturdy man who grabbed her in front of him.

Then... he strode towards the room arranged for him by MI6.

The man kicked open the door of the room, making a loud bang sound. Isla hadn't even had time to react before the man threw her onto the bed. As she struggled to get up, she saw Soren lock the door without hesitation.

There was a man's jersey hanging above the cabinet on top of her head.

am the leader of MI6! Don't mess around!" Isla was so angry that she didn't know what to say. She seemed to have no chance of winning, whether it

in front, lifting Isla up and letting her straddle his

idea you weren't just a regular guy at the bar, and I don't usually

he seemed completely oblivious. "You smell amazing,” Soren

first, and

feeling like something was off but also uncomfortable with all the sweat

out again, there was no one in the room? Her scent still lingered in the

match against Club Ritter's professional basketball team had spread

people supported MI6 while an

the basketball court where players were sweating profusely during their intense training session. She couldn't help but feel nervous for them as it was clear they were giving it their all -

face couldn't be lost so this match had to end with

warning and said, "The heat surrounding Ashlyn has been overshadowed by our upcoming game. That's the Ritter Family's

is rarely seen by public eyes due to its secretive nature; people are naturally curious about them! They've successfully hyped up this event

up this event beyond measure while effectively

we know that the old lady is fake, we can't do

what, this game will go as Ritter Group wants it to," Franklin's fierce determination shone through his eyes. He no longer wanted

Sylvia held his hand tightly,

Their bodies had become

of everyone. “Tomorrow is our official match day so let's eat well

barbecue!" Vaughn couldn't help

"l want sushi!"

a good meal to satisfy their cravings. In the end, they decided on going together towards a

soon as they left MI6 headquarters’ gate without any cars in

of MI6 at an intersection! Vaughn immediately shouted out

before quickly jumping aside himself with agility but still got hit by the car's hood heavily

back hard before falling into a flower

happened so fast! There

flew off its hood! Thick smoke billowed out from

were originally some distance away from him

up by teammates but his hand was injured badly: "Master...

hard not show how much pain he felt in his hand while speaking those words aloud for all

it closely:

this news: "What should we do? The match

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