chapter 154
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
Even when he played the role of a gigolo at Sultry Night, Iâve never seen him so close to any woman.
But now he is so presumptuous in front of me! !!
âGet lost!â 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, âMr. Broid, whatâs wrong with you today?â
âAll right, ladies, Mr. Broid has something important to do today so he canât play with you. Iâll bring you to the VIP box. Itâs on me.â
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 backstageâ¦
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, âBaby, are you angry?â
âIâve long heard that Mr. Broid is unruly. Iâve even seen it tonight.â
Her tone was full of displeasure.
âIt was those women who clung to me. In fact, I pushed them all away, and forcefully too,â he explained hurriedly, âI will ignore them in the future. I swear!â
âIf swearing works, why do we need the police?â Charlotte frowned. âWhy have you become so naive lately?â
As soon as the words were spoken, even she felt a little surprised. Yeah, he is really different from before.
In the past, he was very responsible. I have never seen him being intimate with any woman, but now he keeps getting surrounded by various ladiesâ¦
He used to be calm and steady. He dealt with matters decisively and never talked nonsense. Now, he seems to be all talk and no action.
âOkay, okay. Itâs my fault,â he coaxed her, âI will prove with my actions that I will never do it again.â
Although she still felt unhappy, she fussed no more when she remembered that he had been good to her before.
âForget it. Iâll get my purse. Wait for me at the back door.â
âAll right, Iâll get the car first.â
Charlotte went to the cashierâs to get her purse and suddenly saw a familiar figure. Zachary!
Why is he here?
Zachary strode into Bar DTT like a king, disrupting the drunken stupor.
Ben and four other subordinates cleared his way.
Everyone calmed down and sat there obediently, not daring to make noise anymore, while Peter hurried over to greet him respectfully.
Zachary looked around as if he were looking for something.
âGive me my purse. Hurry!â
Charlotte covered her face with her coat and urged anxiously.
âFound it, here you go.â The cashier handed her the purse and teased, âWhy are you so anxious?
Where are you going with Mr. Broid?â
She did not respond and scurried away.
If the Devil sees me working a part-time job here, I will be in troubleâ¦
Because she ran too fast, she hit the door. Her knees were numb with pain as she limped away.
âBaby, why are you so careless? Did it hurt?â Chris immediately hopped out of the car to help her.
âItâs fine, letâs go.â Charlotte was anxious. âMy demon boss is here.â
âWhat? Zachary is here?â He was shocked.
âYes, hurry up!â She quickly got into the car.
He immediately started the car and drove away.
âYou canât drive after drinking. Whereâs your driver?â
âLetâs get out of here first.â
Chris closed up the convertible, opened a bottle of mineral water, and gulped it down. Still feeling thirsty, he took off his jacket irritably.
âHow much did you drink?â Charlotte realized something was wrong.