Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 155

“Just a bottle of beer.” Chris also thought he was a little strange tonight. “It’s weird, I usually don’t feel anything even after drinking a dozen bottles.”

“You’d better pull over and call for a driver,” Charlotte hurriedly reminded, “You can’t violate traffic rules.”

“If we stop now, they will catch up soon.” He cautiously stared at the rearview mirror.

“Why do I feel that you are more afraid of my boss than I am?” she asked casually.

His eyes flickered, but he soon justified himself. “Aren’t you afraid of running into him? I don’t want to cause you trouble.”

“Don’t talk about this for now. Let’s call a driver,” she urged.

“Don’t worry, I know myself.”

Seizing every opportunity, Chris drove the car to the suburbs at breakneck speed as if he were in a race.

“What are you doing? You can’t speed in the city. Stop now.”

Charlotte turned to look at him.

flushed and sweaty. Something must

a realization

“No way…”

me but I quickly pushed her away. I then took a

have been drugged

car.” Charlotte panicked; she could feel his

held her hand and kissed the back of

she heard it. “Don’t mess around.

kind of thing…” He looked at her tenderly. “I need an antidote; you are my

…

Bar DTT.

chair and spun the rhodium ring on

was still cold and frosty, his slightly

a round of inspections, he came forward and reported, “Ms. Windt indeed comes here as a singer and Mr. Broid also comes often.

his gaze and stared at Peter

fear, “Mr. Nacht,

many people died

Zachary’s tone was murderous.

don’t be angry!” Peter knelt on the ground with

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