Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“This will be a breeze…” Ben took out another dart in full confidence.

“Without touching the stem!” added Charlotte.

For a split second, Ben was dumbfounded. Looking at Morgan with the rose in her lips with just a little stem poking out, he registered the difficulty in hitting the stem without harming the person.

Now he couldn’t even hit the stem, but had to drop the petals on the ground?

She just had to make things harder. Ben gritted his teeth.

“Why? Not up for the challenge?” Charlotte raised her eyebrow, mocking. “It’s not too late for you to back down.”

Everyone else in the room had stopped whatever they were doing, focusing all their attention on the little competition between the Nachts and the Lindbergs. Some even brought their drinks, hoping for a good show. How could Ben possibly back down now?

“Of course not,” answered Ben instantly. “Challenge accepted.”

“Show them how it’s done, Ben!” cheered Marino.

He had been mocked and humiliated by Morgan, the fire of his rage is still burning hot. Right then and there, Marino hoped that Ben would restore their integrity.

her eyes at the men, still holding the

Charlotte raised her glass and gave a stern look towards the men, “If there is even a

raised an

Ben frowned. Even though he knew it wouldn’t be

Impatient, Lupine took out a dart. She turned to Ben and raised her eyebrow in a

and dignity being threatened, Ben declined. “No need for that. Ladies

allowing the distance between her and Morgan to be a good twenty meters. Narrowing her eyes, she aimed the dart towards the

dart flew across the distance and right through the center of the rose. The liquid on the flower splashed

few shredded bits of the rose petals

few merchants applauded

precise. The dart only pierced through the petals, and the stem did not even move. The dart finally landed on the dartboard, shaking slightly at the

smiled triumphantly at

towards the position where Lupine stood. He aimed his dart and drew his hand back, prepare to shoot. Before he could, however, Charlotte quipped, “Without

widened his eyes, at a loss for words. “Why didn’t

the messy bottom half held together by the sepals.

hit it either just now.” shrugged Lupine with a

he decided

Marino in a cold