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.

sweaty. Something must be wrong with

that day…” She suddenly came to a realization and widened her eyes in astonishment. “Did

“No way…”

quickly pushed her away. I then took a large glass of beer in front of me and drank

I have been

panicked;

afraid, baby…” Chris held her hand and kissed the back of it as he panted.

became more nervous when she heard it. “Don’t mess

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

…

Bar DTT.

the silver leather chair and spun the rhodium ring on his

was still cold and frosty, his slightly frowning brows had

here as a singer and Mr. Broid also comes often.

and

“Mr. Nacht, I didn’t know

thought? Do you know how many people

Zachary’s tone was murderous.

don’t be angry!” Peter knelt on

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