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.

Something must be wrong

a realization

“No way…”

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

I have been drugged at that

car.” Charlotte panicked; she

afraid, baby…” Chris held her hand and kissed the back of it as he panted. “I will be responsible

nervous when she heard it. “Don’t mess around. Let’s go to

going to the hospital for this kind of thing…” He looked at her tenderly. “I need

…

Bar DTT.

leather chair and

was still cold and frosty, his

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

his gaze and

“Mr. Nacht, I didn’t know Charlotte is yours, I-I

thought? Do you know how many people died of

Zachary’s tone was murderous.

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

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