âYoung master Jewell, the beauties are all arranged in the box, they are all models with front and back, whether you like beautiful flowers, Pure and lovely, there are all of them.â A middle-aged man next to him said this.
âHaha, itâs still our general meeting in order to appease Young master Jewell.â
The crowd erupted around Chester.
Chester laughed casually, and when he turned his head, he noticed Charity leaning against the corridor.
The other partyâs light and beautiful eyes swept over him, as if he had only seen the most ordinary stranger, before turning to chat with the foreign man beside him.
Chesterâs legs became stiff.
The boss next to him noticed his brief pause, followed his line of sight, and caught a glimpse of Charity.
Charity was truly different; not only was she beautiful, but the temperament emanating from her body appeared to have its own luminous body.
This could be attributed to the nature of women in the entertainment industry.
Wearing whatever she want was similar to shooting a magazine cover, and itâs both beautiful and not vulgar.
All of the bosses went bad at the same time.
Who knows, maybe if they go to the bar to play, theyâll run into Eliza.
Nobody knew what Chester was thinking about Eliza right now.
Chester didnât care at all. The last time he heard that Eliza and Monte were having dinner upstairs, everyone at the dinner was frightened. After a while, Chester withdrew with the smell of alcohol.
In everyoneâs eyes, Chester walked straight past Charity and entered the innermost box.
Charity gently shook the wine glass, and a sneer appeared in the corner of her mouth where no one could see it.
âLook, this is the kind of life Chester should lead.
âHe said Eliza loved herself.
âAh.
âChester talking about love is the most ridiculous thing.
âMs. Eliza, the man in the black shirt looked too good just now. I seem to fall in love at first sight.â
McGinn said as he approached.
Charity: âCoughâ¦â
Charity choked on the red wine.
Is the man in the black shirt referring to Chester?
Charity made a twitchy face at McGinn, convinced that this man was real Chester. âI didnât expect your hobbies to be very special.â
âIs it special? Itâs common in other countries. Personality is not the limit of the pursuit of love.â McGinn said casually.
It all makes sense.â âBut that man is keen on women, he has no interest in men.â Charity agreed with a smile.
âWho knows, I havenât really developed it.â McGinn arched his brow.
Developedâ¦.
Charity shivered as she reflected on what she shouldnât have thought.
âThenâ¦I wish you the best of luck.â Charity poured herself a drink.
âMs. Eliza, why do I get the impression you have bad intentions?â German stated emphatically.
âNo, blessing me is sincere.â Charity quickly sorted out her facial expressions.
âThank you.â McGinn fixed his gaze on the box where Chester had entered, âI havenât seen a more delectable man in a long time. Iâm looking forward to the day when I conquer him.â
Charity: ââ¦â
Thank you very much!
Charity didnât dare to speak up.
â¦
In the box.
Chester sat on the sofa, with a pure-looking woman to his left and a sexy and hot woman to his right.
âYoung master Jewell, Iâll light you a cigarette.â One of the pure women approached him and lit a cigarette for him. She was dressed in a suspender skirt, and the scenery inside was looming.
âMr. Jewell, Iâll pour you a drink.â Another sexy woman said affectionately.