Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

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.

He’s flushed and sweaty. Something must be wrong with him.

a realization and widened her

“No way...”

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 that

Charlotte panicked; she

the back of it as he panted. “I will be responsible

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

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

...

Bar DTT.

the silver leather chair and spun the rhodium ring on

face was still cold and frosty, his slightly frowning brows

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

and

fear, “Mr. Nacht, I

Do you know how many people

Zachary’s tone was murderous.

be angry!” Peter knelt on the ground

did not do anything to him but got up and left. Without turning his head back, he ordered, “Stop running the bar;