Chapter 43: This Drink is Called Margarita

It was precisely the age of youthful ignorance, during that time, the female classmates in Cheyer’s class all started reading romance novels

The male classmates were secretly watching adult movies.

Cheyenne disliked those boring words or vulgar bodies.

She liked the manga style with delicate lines and good drawing.

Kate was truly the person who understood her the most, without a doubt.

I don’t know »ere she found a vintage–style BL manga.

The art style was beautiful, and the plot was also engaging.

When the comic fell out, it happened to be the part where the two were intimately intertwined.

Two pretty boys were exploring each other’s secrets in a shy posture.

The teachers and students standing on the playground were shocked at first, but then they burst into laughter,

And the cost was that she was punished to do a frogleap an extra lap.

After returning home, her legs were so sore that they didn’t feel like her own.

Cheyenne set a small goal in her mind that day, she must get into the high school department of this school, then find that guy and give him a lesson. Who knew, just as she entered high school, Omari had received a scholarship to a prestigious foreign university.

The matter of revenge had come to a standstill.

Cheyenne couldn’t help but want to punch him again as he brought up the past.

“What are you thinking about, Cheyenne?” He asked.

She snapped out of her thoughts and looked around. The bar they were in was owned by one of Omari’s friends and wasn’t open during the day, so it was just the two of them there.

“Omari, do you have some free time? I need two people to help me investigate Adrian and Master Iker.” Her voice was soft, but Omari heard her clear.

“Master Iker of the Todd family?” Omari asked. He didn’t know Iker, but knew of Iker’s ruthlessness.

Suddenly, Omari remembered the old man he and Cheyenne had seen at the auction and their conversation. He had a hunch about what Cheyenne wanted to do.

“You rejected that old man’s request that day. What happened later? Did he come to you again?” Omari asked cautiously.

Adrian went to my grandpa’s place in Shedale after I refused

deep thought and whispered, “Are you

After my grandpa announced his retirement as the family head, he

because of the half medical secrets

be

interested in the Todd

family made their fortune in Metshire

no connection with the Edwards family. Grandfather couldn’t possibly

thoroughly for you,” Omari said as he walked straight to behind the bar and took two highball

“Would you like some?”

it’s daytime and I have to drive later. Better not

low alcohol content. I just learned how to make them. Try

with distinct knuckles removed his green gemstone cufflink from his shirt sleeves and casually tossed it onto the table, making a crisp

light of the emerald shone brightly under the lamp,

was encrusted with a

casually threw it around like this. He really wasn’t

cufflink and put

bar, Omari started making

shine, was as agile in his

ice inside made a

move was extremely elegant, highlighting his handsome face that looked like it came straight out of a comic

smile.

help but secretly take a photo of this

ice cubes and sparkling liquid leaving a trail

sexy neck was

could

other

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43. Thus Drink

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of the deep sea, and the white ice cubes were accompanied by a misty

“Try it Omari said.

he knew how to make drink, Cheyenne

If you ever get tired of lawyering, you could be

chuckled at

savored it for nearly

15 milliliters of

in surprise and admiration. “Your palate is

compliment; she enjoyed drinking

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