Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 118

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 118

The Aristocrats’ Conspiracy

Donald glared at the man. If looks could kill, the man would have died ten times over. However, he wouldn’t yell at him just yet, for he was reluctant to air any dirty laundry. Even so, he wanted to salvage his reputation, or what was left of it. “Everyone, if it’s possible, can you keep this a secret?”

“Sure, Mr. Lawson. I saw nothing.”

“Same here. I got here for some reason, but I see nothing here. Let’s leave, guys.”

“There’s nothing to see here. We should go.”

In the end, Queenie and Nelly were the only outsiders left in the cabin. Donald shot them a cold glare, and Queenie took off with Nelly. “We’ll be leaving now, Mr. Lawson.”

And they made a run for it.

Once everyone was gone, Darius said, “Ashlyn only did this on impulse, Donald. She doesn’t know better.”

“That does not mean she can dishonor our family.”

fifties, but he was still scared of his older brother. “You’re right. I’ll make sure she doesn’t do this again. And everyone’s

easy. Do you think they’ll really listen just because you tell them to? They aren’t stupid, you know?” Donald was starting

glared at Ashlyn.

but she said nothing. Donald snorted and left, while Darius followed suit. In

the Lawsons. Now that he already had sex with her, there was no way to take it back. He whispered, “I-I didn’t know it was you, Miss Lawson. You started

now they were streaming down her cheeks. This isn’t how it was supposed to go. What happened? Why isn’t Alex here with me? Now everyone saw me in bed with another

hit the bed as an outlet for her anger. Finally, she started crying out loud,

I say!” Ashlyn hurled a pillow at the man, sending him tumbling out of the bed. Unbeknownst to her, he was naked, and the moment she saw his dangling bits,

then the door of room 2203 burst open, and a half-naked man came out with nothing but a towel covering his privates. From the looks of it, he was escaping something

She kept propping Alexander up, asking, “Are you

He grunted. “I’m fine.”

was frowning in worry as she tried to hurry Alexander to a hospital so he could get his leg looked at. Just when they were

b*tch!” Ashlyn growled, glaring at Queenie as if the latter

She couldn’t believe she was slapped after

was angered even further, and she slapped Queenie once more. By

you doing, Ashlyn?

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