Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra turned around and saw the perennial iceberg face, and her gaze shifted slowly downward, looking dead at the paw on her wrist that didn’t belong to her.

Another look to York Charlie, signalling for him to release himself.

Who knew that the man wasn’t even half aware of it, Blanche Capra rolled her eyes so hard they were cramping up before she felt her wrist go slack.

“What’s President Charlie doing tagging along if he’s not going to be with your Miss Miller?” The corners of her lips were mildly upturned, and tiny pear swirls were faintly visible.

Blanche Capra hadn’t noticed that her tone had a hint of jealousy that even she wasn’t aware of, but Lorcan George, who was on the sidelines, knew exactly what was going on.

He laid his eyes on the upright figure that seemed to be wrapped in a million lights, and recognised the man at once.

That is with an extraordinary identity, just this A city everyone’s wealth is not compared to his one ten thousandth, such a person, little sweetheart is how to know?

Lorcan George’s measuring gaze with suspicion fell into York Charlie’s eyes and became a provocation.

The phoenix eyes took a deep look and quickly averted their gaze, glancing at Blanche Capra again with a faintly indifferent expression.

“Follow me!”

The words fell, Blanche Capra felt that his words were ridiculous, so she indulgently raised her eyebrows and laughed softly, her veiled little face, at this moment, there is actually an indescribable seductive power.

York Charlie’s throat tightened, inside his mind suddenly remembered the scene of her changing clothes behind his back, a dry mouth.

“York Charlie, Shireen Miller I’ve seen there’s nothing serious and I’ve made compensation, don’t get too far ahead of yourself!” The end of her originally choppy words rose slightly, and by the end of it, she actually took on a bit of a sulk.

She naturally assumed that York Charlie’s comment about going with him was an attempt to get her to look after Shireen Miller.

The man who hadn’t said anything suddenly interjected, “LITTLE SWEETHEART, what’s going on? What kind of trouble are you in?”

The tone of his voice was undisguised concern, while the implication was that whatever trouble she was in, he would help her out.

Blanche Capra’s heart is warm, calmly looking at the man whose black eyes are as deep as the black night starry sky, “Nothing, but I was just pestered by a crazy dog.”

Slightly raised his eyes, eagle-like eyes, steadily seized her, his expression was inscrutable, “Then someone who has been bitten by a mad dog I wonder if it will be infected?”

This sentence immediately pulled Blanche Capra back to that night, he domineeringly pressed her into the car and kissed her fiercely.

Her lips were cool against her hot lips, and the two thin lips seemed a little hard to part, and she was nearly lost.

Blanche Capra involuntarily touched her red lips.

Lorcan George was a little lost, he took it all in, he knew that the intersection of these two was not as shallow as it seemed, but at the same time he understood that there was absolutely no way that Blanche Capra could be with York Charlie.

Thinking about this, Lorcan George body blocked her, not moving to separate the two of them by some distance, politely and detachedly asked, “Mr. Charlie if there’s nothing else then I’ll take little sweetheart to take the first step.”

“Have Young Master George and Miss Capra known each other long?” York Charlie asked with a smirk, his complexion growing more and more shadowy, his gaze growing colder and colder.

Unable to bear dragging her best friend down, Blanche Capra was about to step forward to explain herself when she didn’t realise that she had been beaten to it.

Lorcan George smiled politely, “I’m little sweetheart’s boyfriend.”

As the flirty red car was too conspicuous, coupled with the fact that there were two outrageously handsome men on the scene, it naturally attracted a lot of people.

The people were all shocked by the face value of the two men, and their eyes were all about the two men standing together, long ago excluding Blanche Capra.

Both men had beautiful voices, and the crowd suddenly thought of the saying that if a good voice could make the ears pregnant, then they would have to get an abortion right now.

“Oh yeah?” York Charlie asked rhetorically.

He wasn’t asking about Lorcan George, and was asking about the woman.

He didn’t believe that the George family would allow Lorcan George to have such a woman as a girlfriend!

Lorcan George was about to answer when a small, slender hand stopped her, her eyes with a smirk as she said in a single word, “Yes, so what?”

Twisting her head, “Lorcan, no need to bullshit with him, let’s go!”

Raising her foot to get into the car, behind her, a sudden sentence drilled into her ears, “Miss Capra as a mistress goes around climbing high branches, do you think the people of THE George family will accept a woman like you?”

Lorcan George also got angry, unbuckled his seatbelt and pushed the door to get out of the car, “President Charlie is wrong, I don’t mind anything little sweetheart does.”

As the words fell out of his mouth, not a bit of the tenderness in his eyes rested on Blanche Capra.

The gaze stung a certain man’s eyes, and he was so cold and morose that the temperature around him dropped considerably, and everyone covered their arms and silently moved away from the man.

Before he could say anything else, Lorcan George pulled Blanche Capra into the car and entered himself with her, closing the door hard as the car departed.

Car.

Blanche Capra didn’t say a word, her lips were pursed tightly, her fingers sunk deep into her hand until they pressed a deep, shallow puddle she didn’t stop.

Long, curved lashes fluttered gently, and her brown eyes drooped.

Lorcan George swept her a somewhat worried glance, even as he drove and consciously slowed down.

Noticing his line of sight, she was stunned, realising that it was her own problem, the corners of her lips curved up into a gentle smile, “Lorcan, I’m fine, you don’t have to worry about me.”

Having said that, the strangeness in her heart increased instead of decreasing.

Hearing her say this, Lorcan George breathed a slight sigh of relief, and that firm figure surfaced in his mind.

He never managed to get the question out of his mind until the car reached its destination.

Blanche Capra went to unbuckle her seatbelt, just in time to bump into his appearance of wanting to speak, her heart thumped, and explained herself.

“Lorcan, you don’t have to take what … I said just now seriously.” Giving him a reassuring smile.

Her movement to get out of the car also interrupted the words that were about to come out of his mind, and Lorcan George didn’t stop her from leaving.

After seeing her go up the stairs, he then returned to his senses and hung his head glumly.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

little sweetheart, you really don’t have any feelings for me at all?

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The next morning.

At nine o’clock, a cheerful and pleasant bell vibrated on the table.

Blanche Capra jerked out of bed, saw the number of a familiar person, and immediately scratched the answer button.

“Blanche, there’s a big show later, why haven’t you come yet? You didn’t forget, did you?” The voice over there asked in a lowered, worried voice.

Blanche Capra rubbed her eyes and scratched her hair in annoyance.

She had indeed forgotten.

“Not much more to say, I’ll explain it to you in the past, I’m rushing over right now.”

Rolling out of bed.

Hating the fact that she had grown a pair of wings, Blanche Capra desperately ran out the door to stop the car.

When the car reached its destination, she paid for it and hurried to the spot.

Just as she entered, Blanche Capra bumped into someone.