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.

and sweaty. Something

suddenly came to a realization and widened

“No way…”

clung to me. A girl kissed me but I quickly pushed her away. I then took a large glass of beer in front

been drugged at

panicked; she

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

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

of thing…” He looked at

…

Bar DTT.

silver leather chair and

frosty, his slightly frowning brows had

Windt indeed comes here as a singer and Mr. Broid also comes often. Fifteen minutes ago, the

and stared at Peter

lowered his head and said in fear, “Mr. Nacht, I didn’t know

many people died of these two

Zachary’s tone was murderous.

be angry!” Peter knelt on the ground with a

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