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

“No way...”

me but I quickly pushed her away. I then took a large glass of beer

been

panicked; she could feel

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

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

to the hospital for this kind of thing...” He looked at her tenderly.

...

Bar DTT.

on the silver leather chair and spun the rhodium ring on his

face was still cold and frosty, his slightly frowning brows had exposed

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

his gaze and

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

many people

Zachary’s tone was murderous.

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

do anything to him but got up and left. Without turning his head back, he