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?

you can’t answer my question.” Chester playfully blew a mouthful

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

“Max, stop.”

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

familiar with every part of her

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

just weird

Chester had sex multiple times and could

a newfound interest

made him drive over in

urge aside from when he was with Charity

You can hit me on his

worry. I’ll make sure to let everyone know that the leader of the secret guards protecting the prime

had been on the battlefield before, so the more Chester provoked