Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

chapter 155

“Just a bottle of beer.” Chris also thought he was a little strange tonight. “It’s weird, I usually don’t feel anything even after drinking a dozen bottles.”

“You’d better pull over and call for a driver,” Charlotte hurriedly reminded, “You can’t violate traffic rules.”

“If we stop now, they will catch up soon.” He cautiously stared at the rearview mirror.

“Why do I feel that you are more afraid of my boss than I am?” she asked casually.

His eyes flickered, but he soon justified himself. “Aren’t you afraid of running into him? I don’t want to cause you trouble.”

 

“Don’t talk about this for now. Let’s call a driver,” she urged.

“Don’t worry, I know myself.”

Seizing every opportunity, Chris drove the car to the suburbs at breakneck speed as if he were in a race.

 

“What are you doing? You can’t speed in the city. Stop now.”

Charlotte turned to look at him.

 

and sweaty. Something must be

She suddenly came to a realization and widened her eyes in astonishment. “Did someone drug

“No way…”

to me. A girl kissed me but I quickly pushed her away. I then took a large glass of

have been drugged at

the car.” Charlotte panicked; she could feel

afraid, baby…” Chris held her hand and kissed the back of it as he panted. “I will be

nervous when she heard it. “Don’t mess

of going to the hospital for this kind of thing…” He looked at her tenderly. “I need an antidote; you are my

…

Bar DTT.

and spun the rhodium ring on his

still cold and frosty,

comes here as a singer and Mr. Broid

and stared at

his head and said in fear, “Mr. Nacht, I didn’t know Charlotte is yours, I-I

how many people died of these two

Zachary’s tone was murderous.

angry!” Peter knelt on the

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