Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra muttered very quietly, “Who told you to be such a tease?”

“What did you say?” He asked, not seeming to hear.

Blanche Capra raises her voice, “I said, what are you doing here?” Where’s the director?

“Oh, your director asked me to pick you up, get in the car!” The voice was thick with laughter.

Blanche Capra had no choice but to get into York Charlie’s car and follow him to the place where the party was being held.

The sound of the crowd throughout the hall subsided almost instantly as the rare pair of handsome men and beautiful women appeared hand in hand at the brightly lit party. Everyone looked in that direction, a variety of emotions hanging on their faces.

There were those who were surprised, those who were enlightened, those who were jealous, those who were disdainful, those who were envious, and those who were interested.

One of them was different from all of them.

Lorcan George in a striped suit, the vague pain and resentment of the moment intertwined on that handsome face.

A few others in the crowd proceeded to look playfully at Lorcan George as they sized him up; after all, everyone knew about his high-profile display of affection at the WAIA catwalk some time ago.

This Blanche Capra is really smart and can’t be underestimated, not only Lorcan George, even the likes of York Charlie also fell for it.

But some people then remembered that this Blanche Capra and York Charlie were also rumoured to be in a scandal, so what …

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The companion hurriedly covered her mouth.

That girl, facing the gazes of the people around her, made a big red face.

Blanche Capra was not deaf, so she heard it, and she turned her face to glare at the person who started it.

York Charlie of course does not care what other people think, but this girl suddenly said such an event, to be honest, he was quite happy to hear, as if, announced to everyone that Blanche Capra is his woman.

He already had a smile in his eyes.

When he saw Blanche Capra glaring at him, he felt that it was the expression of a small woman’s annoyance, which was very cute, and he couldn’t help but feel the smile in his eyes even more intense.

Although the two of them were shocked when they appeared on the scene, but even if they were shocked again, they had to return to calm. The vast majority of people here are dignified, non-wealthy or noble, even if you look at the gossip to join in the fun for a while on the immovable dispersal. York Charlie was originally to accompany Blanche Capra, about the work of this very important bidding, he has long been made arrangements, handed over to his subordinates.

However, he still couldn’t avoid being attracted by his own presidential aura, one by one to toast, to chat, really let him draw back.

He had a steady grip on Blanche Capra to keep her from leaving him, but she still slipped away.

Blanche Capra had finally escaped York Charlie’s iron grip and was able to catch her breath. Although her goal in coming here was to find a way to get at York Charlie, she didn’t want to be surrounded by him like a little chicken, even though she was good at socialising she couldn’t stand being tossed around like that, it was too uncomfortable!

Maybe it was because it was no one else but York Charlie?

Blanche Capra sighed. Just then a waiter came over with a tray, “Would you like a drink, ma’am?”

Blanche Capra nodded and casually took a glass.

She lazily leaned against the wall, watching the light floating in the hall and the music in her ears, and within a few sips she felt as if she was a little drunk, her brain was a little foggy, her head and face were hot, and her whole body was parched.

Probably because the wine is too strong, the room is too hot.

Blanche Capra wandered off towards the bathroom.

Lorcan George, in a rare moment, didn’t keep staring at Blanche Capra, he wanted to, but held back.

He thought about what his father had taught him, and he was deeply ashamed of it. This party was a great opportunity, a great chance for the top people in the business world to get to know him, and he had to take it for the sake of his future career.

Therefore, he also drank quite a lot of wine. Luckily, his drinking capacity was very good.

Thinking that there was another bidding task that he had to complete later on, he was a little excited and felt that this was his first official step into the business world. It had to be done beautifully!

Lorcan George made another toast to his seniors, but in the next moment, his eyes skimmed over the pale blue back that was heading out the door, and he couldn’t help but follow her when he saw her stumbling on her wobbly feet.

Who knows, in the next instant, a long figure takes his place and follows ahead of him.

It was York Charlie.

Lorcan George’s heart was lifted and lowered and then lifted again.

He stopped his stride and thought to himself, somewhat mockingly, Wait, wait, wait!

York Charlie’s eyes had been on Blanche Capra, who was standing off to the side drinking, and when he saw her heading out the door in obvious discomfort, he followed without thinking. But the corridors in the hotel curved around and he was surprised that he didn’t follow her for a moment.

When he finally saw her, she was lying directly on the cold marble floor, writhing unconsciously and muttering something under her breath as if she were?

York Charlie’s first reaction was, this is, drunk?

You can’t get cold when you’re drunk, let alone she’s a woman.

He squatted down and helped her up, letting her upper body lean in his arms, and took off his jacket to put it on her. He felt her body exuding unnatural hot flashes, she half opened her misty eyes to look at him, and then pushed him back dead.

“No … you’re too hot, no … not as cool as this floor.” She mumbled thinly.

York Charlie thought it was a little funny, so she was so cute when she was drunk? Have to rely on the ground?

He coaxed her in a low voice, “Good boy, let me carry up.”

“Don’t … me hot.” Her voice was soft and sweet, with a few pouty-like.

York Charlie circled her slender waist and back with one hand and passed through the bend of her legs, trying to pick her up.

With their skin pressed against each other through the thin shirt and skirt, York Charlie realized that her body was just too hot! He frowned and lowered himself to try to get to her forehead to test the temperature.

But he didn’t realise that Blanche Capra’s two arms quickly climbed up and hung around his neck, and her pink lips kissed him on the forehead.

York Charlie froze.

The corners of Blanche Capra’s mouth were glistening and her pink lips were brightly coloured.

York Charlie cried a little, his head now wet with drool. This woman had actually kissed her head in drool?

He carried her onwards, trying to find a room where she could lie down for a while to sober up.

But Blanche Capra was not at all restless, and kept twisting her body in his arms, clinging to him and wrapping herself tightly around him. The warmth and softness in his arms were rubbing him the fire.

With a flash of this thought, a deep thought surfaced in York Charlie’s eyes.

He once again looked down for a moment to gauge the reaction of the woman in his arms, and it dawned on him.

Was she, like, herbal? Or an aphrodisiac?