Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 700

“This will be a breeze...” Ben took out another dart in full confidence.

“Without touching the stem!” added Charlotte.

For a split second, Ben was dumbfounded. Looking at Morgan with the rose in her lips with just a little stem poking out, he registered the difficulty in hitting the stem without harming the person.

Now he couldn't even hit the stem, but had to drop the petals on the ground?

She just had to make things harder. Ben gritted his teeth.

“Why? Not up for the challenge?” Charlotte raised her eyebrow, mocking. “It's not too late for you to back down.”

Everyone else in the room had stopped whatever they were doing, focusing all their attention on the little competition between the Nachts and the Lindbergs. Some even brought their drinks, hoping for a good show. How could Ben possibly back down now?

“Of course not,” answered Ben instantly. “Challenge accepted.”

“Show them how it's done, Ben!” cheered Marino.

He had been mocked and humiliated by Morgan, the fire of his rage is still burning hot. Right then and there, Marino hoped that Ben would restore their integrity.

at the men, still holding the rose between her

the men, “If there is even a scratch on Morgan, I shall destroy all

raised an eyebrow

Nacht.” Ben frowned. Even though he knew it wouldn't be easy, it's too

to Ben and raised her

Ben declined. “No need for that. Ladies first,” he said,

and Morgan to be a good twenty meters.

the center of the rose. The liquid on the flower splashed

eyes reflectively. When she reopened them, a few shredded

few merchants applauded in

precise. The dart only pierced through the petals, and the stem did not even move. The dart finally

triumphantly at Ben and walked to the

dart and drew his hand back, prepare to shoot. Before he could,

eyes, at a loss for

hit the middle section of the flower, leaving only the messy bottom half held together by the sepals. If they weren't allowed to

just now.” shrugged Lupine with

But with all eyes on him, he decided

a cold