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?

touched Charity before, so you can’t answer my question.” Chester playfully blew a mouthful of smoke in Max’s

he immediately grabbed Chester’s collar while the veins on the fist of his other hand

“Max, stop.”

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 short hair was slightly messy from the wind blowing. Under the moonlight and street lights, she looked

in fact, familiar with every part of

that moment, he suddenly found her unfamiliar. He even

were just

used to be a woman with whom Chester had sex

a

drive over in the middle of

felt that same urge aside from when he was with Charity back

hit me on his

it harder. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to let everyone know that the leader of the secret guards protecting

so the