Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Even when he played the role of a gigolo at Sultry Night, I’ve never seen him so close to any woman. But now he is so presumptuous in front of me! !!

“Get lost!” Chris struggled hard and finally pushed the girls away. One slumped on the sofa, one sat on the glass coffee table, and the third one even landed on the floor.

All of them frowned pitifully and murmured, “Mr. Broid, what’s wrong with you today?”

“All right, ladies, Mr. Broid has something important to do today so he can’t play with you. I’ll bring you to the VIP box. It’s on me.”

Peter coaxed the ladies away.

Chris irritably tugged at his collar, picked up the glass of beer in front of him, and finished its content. By the time he refocused his attention on the stage, Charlotte had already finished her performance and had gone backstage…

He hurriedly went to find her there.

Charlotte came out of the bathroom and was about to pack her things and leave. Chris tugged at her hands and pleaded, “Baby, are you angry?”

“I’ve long heard that Mr. Broid is unruly. I’ve even seen it tonight.”

was

pushed them all away, and

works, why do we need the police?” Charlotte frowned. “Why have you

the words were spoken, even she felt a little

have never seen him being intimate with any woman, but now he keeps getting surrounded by

matters decisively and never talked nonsense. Now, he seems to be all talk

coaxed her, “I will prove with my actions that I

she fussed no more when she remembered that he had been

I’ll get my purse. Wait for

I’ll get

the cashier’s to get her purse and

Why is he here?

like

other subordinates

and sat there obediently, not daring to make

around as if

my

her face with her coat

teased, “Why are you so