Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Chapter 2787

Chapter 2787

“It appeared to be a visitor in Box 202. There were two foreigners in the box.” The waiter said.

He remembered that when he came in, there was a foreigner standing beside Charity, “Is there a foreigner who looks like he is in his forties?”

The waiter: “Yes.”

“Put down the wine and go get busy.” Chester said, nodding.

“Young master Jewell, that wine shouldn’t sent by Eliza.” The waiter gave a cold look and quickly closed his mouth.

“I’m going out.” Chester walked out, taking his trousers with him.

Chester: “Shedrick, I don’t think there’s any hope for the women you’re looking for.”

Shedrick: “What exactly do you mean, Young master Jewell? I inquired that You used to enjoy it a lot and now your taste appears to have shifted since that Eliza.”

Mr. Lord: “That’s right, Young master Jewell was indeed unruly in the past.”

Shedrick: “Not only has he changed, but his temper has deteriorated and he is moody.”

Mr. Lord: “Anyway, I’m hesitant to approach him.”

Shedrick: “Me too.”

…

Just as Chester walked out of the box, he noticed Charity outside in the corridor answering the phone.

“I still have work to do. I’ll contact the company tomorrow.” Charity simply hung up the phone, turned around, and slammed into the hard chest in front of her.

“Sorry…” When Charity looked up and saw Chester standing in front of her, her eyes were slightly stunned.

It’s no surprise that Charity just smelled a woman’s perfume on this man. Everything would make sense if it was Chester.

“The head is extremely hard.” Chester was condescending just to see his own shadow reflected in her eyes, especially when she was eating. When she was in pain, she grinned, reminding him of how the two of them had just dated.

Charity had a childish side in front of her.

“It’s not as hard as your chest.” Charity took two steps back, maintaining a distance from Chester.

“How come you’re so far away from me? Don’t you just want me to come to you when you bring me wine?” Chester asked, raising the corners of his mouth.

“Huh? When did I bring you wine?” Charity wondered.

“Are you in box 202?” Chester inquired, pointing to the door beside him.

“That’s right.” Charity gave a nod.

Chester said, “There were two foreigners on the premises.”

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Chester smiled, his handsome seemed to melt, “A waiter just brought me two bottles of Romani to my box. It wasn’t from you. It could have been from two men.”

Charity: “…”.

Chester approached her slowly, his voice hoarse, “Charity, are you reluctant to let me touch other women because you’re jealous?”

Charity followed him without saying anything.

McGinn came over and asked Eliza, “Why haven’t you come in yet?”

At this point, the box door behind him opened, revealing McGinn with blond hair.

When McGinn saw Chester, his eyes brightened.

“Hello, my name is McGinn. Do you still like the wine I gave you?” McGinn shook his shoulder-length flowing hair and enthusiastically shook hands.

Chester: “???”

Charity arched her brow. “Did you bring him wine?”

“Of course, I told you I was in love with him at first sight and wanted to pursue him.” McGinn said solemnly, “I will transfer the money for the two bottles of wine to you later.”

Chester removed his glasses, pinched his brows, and his handsome face was as ugly as the bottom of a pot.

When Charity saw it, she couldn’t help but laugh inexplicably “Mr. Jewell, I’m sorry, this is a lovely misunderstanding. I didn’t give you those two bottles of wine. My friend was the one who wanted to pursue you.”