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.

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

“No way...”

three girls clung to me. A girl kissed me but I quickly pushed her away. I then

have been drugged at

panicked; she could feel

kissed the back

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

fool, what’s the use of going to the hospital for this kind of thing...” He looked at her tenderly. “I need an antidote; you are

...

Bar DTT.

on the silver leather chair and spun the rhodium ring

and frosty, his slightly frowning brows had exposed his

made a round of inspections, he came forward and reported, “Ms. Windt indeed comes here as a singer and Mr. Broid also comes often. Fifteen minutes ago, the two

his gaze and stared at

head and said in fear, “Mr. Nacht,

thought? Do you know how many people died of these

Zachary’s tone was murderous.

Nacht, please don’t be angry!” Peter knelt

got up and left. Without turning his head back, he ordered, “Stop running the bar; it only harms