Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Even when he played the role of a gigolo at Sultry Night, I’ve never seen him so close to any woman. But now he is so presumptuous in front of me! !!

“Get lost!” Chris struggled hard and finally pushed the girls away. One slumped on the sofa, one sat on the glass coffee table, and the third one even landed on the floor.

All of them frowned pitifully and murmured, “Mr. Broid, what’s wrong with you today?”

“All right, ladies, Mr. Broid has something important to do today so he can’t play with you. I’ll bring you to the VIP box. It’s on me.”

Peter coaxed the ladies away.

Chris irritably tugged at his collar, picked up the glass of beer in front of him, and finished its content. By the time he refocused his attention on the stage, Charlotte had already finished her performance and had gone backstage…

He hurriedly went to find her there.

Charlotte came out of the bathroom and was about to pack her things and leave. Chris tugged at her hands and pleaded, “Baby, are you angry?”

“I’ve long heard that Mr. Broid is unruly. I’ve even seen it tonight.”

was full

those women who clung to me. In fact, I pushed them all away, and

need the police?” Charlotte frowned. “Why have you

even she felt a little surprised. Yeah, he is really

him being intimate with any

and never talked nonsense.

It’s my fault,” he coaxed her, “I will prove

she fussed no more when she remembered that he had been good to

Wait for me

get

went to the cashier’s to get her purse and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Why is he here?

into Bar DTT like a king, disrupting the

four other subordinates

calmed down and sat there obediently, not daring to make noise anymore, while Peter hurried over to greet him

if he

my

covered her face with her coat and urged

you go.” The cashier handed her the purse and teased, “Why are you so