Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra looked at her agitated expression and raised an eyebrow, “Yeah, I’m not even agitated, why are you so agitated?” She rubbed one hand over her ice-cracked porcelain cup, the sea-like deep blue colour claimed her five fingers were glistening white and flawless, Shireen Miller subconsciously glanced at it, Blanche Capra added slowly:

“I do find it odd, though, that you know so much about York Charlie’s first love, could it be that you saw the whole thing with your own eyes?” The corners of her mouth quirked up obliquely, “Or did you do something to break them up?”

Shireen Miller’s heart shook as Blanche Capra’s words hit her like a slap in the face, and how she hadn’t expected Blanche Capra to shake it off. The story she had used against her, and she was going to turn this back on her?

Shireen Miller gave a cold smile, which was a very stiff one, “It doesn’t matter what I did. What matters is now, don’t you realise that you’ve become a substitute for another? Could it be that you think this is okay?” She bottomed out as she spoke.

Yes, what comfort could be more effective for her than the thought of Blanche Capra’s patheticness?

Blanche Capra suddenly felt a little tired; had she called herself here just to hit her with Brandi? But she was too naïve to think that she was Brandi herself, and even if she wasn’t, she couldn’t be disheartened by her words alone.

At this moment she really wanted to walk away, being so annoyed by her.

“Shireen Miller, instead of pitying me, you should pity yourself! What if I seriously think that this is okay?” Blanche Capra saw the look of both anger and surprise on Shireen Miller’s face, and a hint of cunning slowly surfaced; she did not wish to argue with her any longer, and was about to get up and go away.

As soon as she stood up, Blanche Capra lost her strength and couldn’t stand up, her vision was so blurred that she thought she was going to close her eyes.

Shireen Miller just walked up to Blanche Capra, her face already a blur, but her mouth said, “You’re in such a state, why don’t you stay here for the night today …”

Blanche Capra didn’t hear what she said before she fell back in her seat and passed out.

Shireen Miller smiled deviously as if she had got her way, “No matter how good your mouth is at talking, no matter how good your face is at pretending, after drinking the drug I gave you, you still have to fall down obediently?” After Shireen Miller finished talking to herself, she put one of Blanche Capra’s arms on her shoulder and was about to half-drag her away.

Shireen Miller was exhausted from going from the ground floor lobby to getting into the lift and then finding the room to throw Blanche Capra into the bedroom. It hadn’t occurred to her that dragging a sleeping person was so tiring, especially since Blanche Capra looked so skinny she hadn’t realized she was so light.

She crossed her arms with a smug look on her face and caught her breath for a few moments, next, it was time to let the man out! With that in mind, Shireen Miller closes the door and heads out.

Just after Shireen Miller left the room, another man appeared behind the door.

Dressed in a striped suit with a shirt that was lazily unbuttoned, a fair face adorned with a pair of peach blossom eyes that burned with anger, with such looks and temperament, who else but Lorcan George?

Lorcan George hadn’t seen Blanche Capra for a long time, and today he came to Lancer to discuss work matters with someone, but he didn’t expect to see her sitting face-to-face with Shireen Miller in the tea room on one side.NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Drinking tea together as if they were chatting about something.

Lorcan George stayed then, he hadn’t seen her for too long and wanted to talk to her, or at least ask her how she was doing these days. During this period of time, he was first arranged into the company by OLD George, then he was busy familiarising himself with various projects in the group, and in the past two days, he had been working non-stop on various meetings.

Lorcan George was always thinking of her, thinking of what she and York Charlie were doing again, but he was acutely aware that before he was strong enough, there was resistance everywhere he wanted to pursue her, or even have her. He’s not afraid that she’s not the one he loves, only that he hasn’t been able to have enough freedom to love her. He knows that to be with her there is a possibility that this life is impossible, but he currently only want to use all his strength to fight for this relationship, as for the results … he Lorcan George has always believed in infinite possibilities, he never envisioned a fixed ending for himself.

So for this relationship in his heart, he is both optimistic and pessimistic, what a complex psychological state …

Lorcan George was smiling bitterly at this thought, when he saw Blanche Capra stand up as if to go, but the whole body was faint again, and in half a moment fell back into her seat. He stood up with a start, and then saw Shireen Miller, with an impish grin, half-dragging her towards the lift as she did so.

He immediately followed her to the other side of the lift, and then sneaked in behind Shireen Miller when she was too exhausted to close the door.

How could Lorcan George not realise what Shireen Miller was up to at this point? She must have drugged Blanche Capra and then left her for a while, ready for the aftermath. Lorcan George looked at Blanche Capra lying unconscious on the bed, and without hesitation, he picked her up in his arms, and then left as quickly as he could.

The face in his arms was so familiar that he wanted to touch her face, but he couldn’t do it. Lorcan George was afraid that a moment’s delay would lead to more trouble, so he immediately stopped a taxi and headed for Blanche Capra’s home.

But Lorcan George didn’t realise that even though he was fast, trouble was still coming.

I do not know how long in the corner of the squatting paparazzi, see Lorcan George holding a woman appeared, and the woman sleeping in the arms or this period of time the heroine of the gossip of the mansion Blanche Capra, the eyes are bright, and then immediately “click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click” shot a lot of pictures.

When Lorcan George stopped the taxi drove away, he sighed with emotion: really yellow sky does not disappoint the painstaking, although lost sesame, but picked up a big watermelon!

Lorcan George soon dropped Blanche Capra off at home.

Taking the keys from her bag and then carrying her into the bedroom, he did all this, and looking at her peaceful sleeping face, he was suddenly struck with a sense of years coming full circle.

It was as if she had stayed obediently by his side, sleeping defencelessly in front of him. She would not utter a word of refusal, or even a single look of rejection.

Lorcan George couldn’t help but reach up and touch her face, so smooth and delicate and so delicate that he didn’t dare to use more than one hand. The corners of Lorcan George’s mouth quirked up, and then he leaned down and lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

The centre of her brow.

The moment his lips touched it was like a tingling electric current travelling down the touching skin to his heart, making his heart beat that hard. Joy, throbbing, relief, all sorts of wonderful sensations overflowed his chest, just a gentle kiss on the brow.

It wasn’t as if Lorcan George had never been in love before, but this was like nothing he had ever felt before. It was then that he realized that perhaps he didn’t know what it was, but a seed had been planted in his heart, and even if he hadn’t realized it, it had been there for a long time. And this seed was still maturing and sprouting, until one day it finally grew into a big tree.

So, as it turned out, he had loved her from the beginning.

Lorcan George suddenly wanted to laugh bitterly, there was about her, he seemed to be too stupid. It was late to realise this feeling, and then it was so late to explicitly ask her to pursue it: so late that she already had someone in her heart.

So late that she already had someone in her heart.