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 him. Then my grandpa agreed to treat Master

into deep thought and whispered, “Are you worried that there might

possible. After my grandpa announced his retirement as the family head,

it wasn’t because of the half medical

be

is interested in

Todd family made their fortune in

Edwards family.

said as he walked straight to behind the bar and took two

“Would you like some?”

thanks, it’s daytime and I have to drive later. Better not drink and drive,” she

with low alcohol content. I just learned how to

distinct knuckles removed his green gemstone cufflink from his shirt sleeves and casually

the emerald shone brightly under the lamp, reflecting on the black marble, low–key yet

was encrusted with a circle of

just casually threw it around like this. He really wasn’t thrifty or good

and

Omari started making

cup, polished to a shine, was as agile in his fair and broad palm as a

made

like it came straight out

smile.

couldn’t help but secretly take a photo

with ice cubes and sparkling liquid leaving

moment he raised his head, his long and sexy neck was exposed, and his Adam’s apple

perfect. Even though his face could

the other hand quickly caught the

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Drink

EITOR

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

“Try it Omari said.

to make drink,

tired of lawyering, you could be

chuckled at

cocktail and savored it for nearly fifteen seconds

milliliters of equila, 25 milliliters of Cointreau, 15 milliliters of lemon

and admiration. “Your palate is

compliment; she enjoyed drinking

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