Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Max’s fury was ignited. “You forced her. How dare you talk about it? If you didn’t force her, do you think she would’ve fancied you? Trash.”

“So what if I’m trash?” Chester’s smile was intentional and wicked. “You haven’t answered my question.”

“I won’t discuss Eliza’s privacy out in the open.” Max refused to answer that question. Disdain was visible in his eyes. “ The netizens weren’t wrong in scolding you. You truly are a sc*mbag.”

“Sc*mbag? I’m indeed a sc*mbag.”

Chester took a long drag on the cigarette between his fingers. There was a hint of mockery on his handsome face.

If he was not a sc*mbag, how could Charity have died?

The corners of Max’s mouth twitched.

It was his first time seeing someone getting scolded and admitting it so openly afterward.

Was Chester crazy?

Charity before, so you can’t answer my question.” Chester playfully blew a

furious that he immediately grabbed Chester’s collar while the veins on

“Max, stop.”

sounded from behind. Chester cocked his head slightly as he looked toward the garden behind the gates to see Charity walking over on the rock path, she was wearing a white nightgown that reached her knees with a loose gray cardigan over it. Her

was, in fact, familiar with

her walking over at that moment, he suddenly found her unfamiliar.

just weird

clearly used to be a woman with whom Chester had sex multiple times

he suddenly had a newfound interest in

drive over in the middle

that same urge aside from when he was with

hit me on his

nose bridge. “Do it harder. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to let everyone know that the leader of the secret guards protecting the prime minister got into a fight for the sake of a female celebrity. It’ll

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