"Hello, may I have a seat?" Braden held the glass of whiskey and had already reached Anne.

He revealed a smile that he thought was very charming.

Although they were all from the upper-class society of River City, Anne didn't know Braden because she had gone abroad since she was young. So, she paid Braden no heed.

Braden, who had lived a life of debauchery, had never been dismissed like this. The smile on his face disappeared into thin air.

He said to Anne arrogantly, "Do you know who I am?"

"Who?" Charlotte suddenly raised her head and looked at Braden.

After drinking a few glasses of cocktails, Charlotte was actually drunk. She didn't recognize Braden.

"Old hag?" Braden was shocked when he saw Charlotte again!

These two simple words triggered an outburst of emotions in Charlotte's heart. She stood up abruptly and grabbed Braden by the collar with both hands.

"Who are you calling old hag? Do you think that I want to look like that?" She slurred.

and she used to have an endless stream

over to pull Charlotte, but no matter how she tried,

madwoman." This was the first time Braden had encountered a situation like this. He pushed Charlotte away with

did not feel the pain as she had

nice smell on the man's body, and Charlotte looked

could take another look, her

them took a deep

just a few seconds, she had fallen asleep in Shane's

Fuller. She is

a long time, she more or less knew about Shane, who was a world-renowned man. Rumours said that Shane was not fond of women; even female mosquitoes were not allowed to get within five meters

any woman had the guts to step into the minefield, they would

slapping herself to death. Why did she

could only look at Shane, hoping that he

about what was happening around him. He looked

not feel repulsed. On the contrary, he felt a sense

closer

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