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

that day…” She suddenly came to a realization and widened her eyes in

“No way…”

girls clung to me. A girl kissed me but I quickly pushed

have been drugged

panicked; she could

and kissed the back of it as

became more nervous when she heard it. “Don’t mess around. Let’s

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

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Bar DTT.

leather chair and spun the rhodium ring on

was still cold and frosty, his slightly frowning brows had exposed his

inspections, he came forward and reported, “Ms. Windt indeed comes here as a singer and Mr. Broid also comes often. Fifteen minutes ago, the

and

“Mr. Nacht, I didn’t know Charlotte is

many people died

Zachary’s tone was murderous.

angry!” Peter knelt on the

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