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

Chester’s collar while

“Max, stop.”

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

was, in fact, familiar with every part of

suddenly found her unfamiliar. He even thought she was beautiful

just

used to be a woman with whom Chester had sex

had a newfound interest in

over in the

that same urge aside from when

hit

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

been on the battlefield before, so the more Chester provoked him, the calmer he