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.”

tone was

them all away,

do we need the police?” Charlotte frowned. “Why have you become so naive

felt a little surprised. Yeah, he is really

being

used to be calm and steady. He dealt with matters decisively and never talked nonsense. Now, he seems to be all

fault,” he coaxed her, “I will prove with my actions

she still felt unhappy, she fussed no more when she remembered that he had been good to her

purse. Wait for me at the back

I’ll get the

went to the cashier’s to get her purse and suddenly saw

Why is he here?

Bar DTT like

four other

make noise anymore, while Peter hurried over to greet

if he were looking

my

her face with her coat

handed her the purse and teased, “Why are you so anxious? Where are you going