Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Shireen Miller certainly didn’t stand in the way; she was happy with the outcome.

She glanced sideways at York Charlie and saw that his eyes were glued to Blanche Capra and he couldn’t wait to get rid of her.

There was no result Shireen Miller wanted, and what happened next was unexpected.

The man sat on the Italian leather sofa, his face handsome and sinister, his large hands pulling open the cabinet next to him and pulling out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter from within, lighting them.

He would like to see how this woman fights back.

Very interesting, huh.

The corner of his lips filled with coldness held a cigarette, curls of light smoke faintly haunting him.

This action added a bit of haziness to the man’s handsome face.

Blanche Capra who saw this scene held back the anger that filled her heart, this man, really a thief shameless! They two women are fighting, but the person in question is watching from the sidelines, what?

Her eyes rolled around, well, since you want to watch the show, then this girl will let you watch it all at once!

Shireen Miller clearly saw the smirk in the bottom of her eyes and frowned slightly, what was Blanche Capra playing at?

Without waiting for her to say anything, Blanche Capra stepped onto the expensive carpet and walked step by step towards the man with the dark eyes.

York Charlie held a cigarette in one hand, the other hand propped up on the backrest of the sofa, his posture casual and elegant, his long fingers dusted off the ashes of the cigarette, his black eyes narrowed dangerously.

Wearing a bathrobe, her sexy collarbones, hidden hills, not a handful of slender waist, slender and condensed white lotus root arms, just standing in front of him, a self-contained eye-catching scenery.

“Miss Capra, are you in the wrong place, the door is there!” Shireen Miller pointed at the door, her fingertips straining hard and her voice taking on a slight tremor of anger, but her face was still smiling, only it was a sinister smile.

“I don’t suppose THE Charlie family is in the habit of kicking a woman out the door in the middle of the night in a bathrobe?”

The words were meant for Shireen Miller, but Blanche Capra was facing York Charlie.

Suddenly, with a lean, she took the change of clothes on the couch, which York Charlie had arranged for a servant to bring over, and which she had intended to wear after her bath.

The snow-white skin made the man on the couch’s throat roll, a fire in his body tearing at his sanity.

And that wasn’t all, the woman was changing with her back turned in front of Shireen Miller and herself!

The bathrobe was removed, and the golden underwear was on her body, further accentuating her figure to the front and back, no less than the lingerie models on TV.

The bottom of the man’s eyes dark awn flickered slightly, smoking action harder, the heart of the evil fire constantly run up, he could not wait to immediately pressed on Blanche Capra body, eyes a turn, Shireen Miller pressure fundamentally did not want to leave the idea, he can only endure.

Shireen Miller heart that fire finally raged up, pointing at Blanche Capra scolded, “you this woman who does not abide by women’s morals, ran to York’s home to seduce him, what is your intention? Do you think York would really look at you, a second-hand woman?”

Her words were heated, repeatedly accusing her of being an ungodly woman and pointing out the fact that she was Moon Wright’s lover.

Blanche Capra sneered inwardly, the smile deepening on her face, “I can’t understand a word Miss Miller is saying.”

Shireen Miller wasn’t the only one who could play innocent either, she could too!

She was already dressed, her blue and white one-shoulder striped shirt lined her collarbones even more deservedly, her long ink-coloured hair hung silky smooth on both sides of her shoulders, and there was also a lock of her hair playfully glued to her lips, extraordinarily sexy and seductive.

Shireen Miller couldn’t wait any longer, walking up to her and gritting her teeth, “Are you packed? Can we go now?”

Pulling a few more bills out of her bag, she casually threw them in her arms, “This is for your fare, so you don’t have any money to get back!”

The banknotes are still brand new, Blanche Capra calmly put the money into her pocket, while her mouth said, “There is no hurry … I haven’t said hello to President Charlie yet, you always have to say hello to the host family before you leave, don’t you? ”

Her smile was unchanged, but it was said with a hidden sarcasm.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

She was right to say this, but who was Shireen Miller, she was neither York Charlie’s girlfriend, nor fiancée, wife, nor the hostess of this villa.

It wasn’t her turn to be evicted!

Shireen Miller was furious to grab her arm, her hand was empty, the person had already walked to the front of the sofa.

Ambiguously twisted the cigarette from the man’s hand, put it in his mouth and inhaled twice, slowly exhaled in his face, the grey smoke sprayed on his face after some distance, surprisingly, it rose a burst of inexplicable fire.

Blanche Capra was deliberately seducing him!

The smoke entered her mouth and was swallowed slowly, Blanche Capra barely choked, she had to hold back her coughing so she couldn’t break it!

Seeing a bottle of wine and a couple of highball glasses sitting on the table, Blanche Capra poured herself half a glass to hand to the man.

“President Charlie, this glass of wine is my way of thanking you for helping me today.”

The goblet tipped crookedly when it was still centimetres away from the man, the red liquid landing impartially on the man’s indescribable parts.

“Oops, sorry sorry sorry President Charlie, my hand just slipped.”

The cunning under Blanche Capra’s eyes didn’t escape him, and her white fingers pinched a couple of tissues and wiped them on his trousers, not too gently, but not too gently, and it was evocative.

York Charlie didn’t stop, still watching her movements with a sneer.

“Bitch.”

Shireen Miller cracked, those earlier manners long gone, a knife hidden in her eyes, itching to cut someone up by a thousand cuts.

She yanked hard on Blanche Capra’s wrist, trying to bring it back, but just as she grabbed it, Blanche Capra had wrenched it away with all her might.

Blanche Capra smiled in satisfaction, her goal had been achieved and it was time for her to go.

“Miss Miller, why are you angry? As a woman, it is very important for me to remind you that too much anger can lead to wrinkles.”

She was going to leave, and Shireen Miller was partial to letting her go.

Just as she turned her head to leave, Shireen Miller’s anger suddenly grew much stronger and she yanked the person back with force.

“Blanche Capra get this straight, what the hell do you mean? Seducing someone else’s man, you’ve got a point, don’t you?”

At those words, Blanche Capra also got a little bit annoyed, what do you mean she seduced, did she see it with her own eyes?

She glared at the man on the couch, the smoke lingering around his face so she couldn’t see his expression.

Turning her head to leave, a hand grabbed her again, and Blanche Capra shook it off, but in less than three seconds she heard a thud.

Shireen Miller’s head hit the corner of the table and there was a lot of red blood on the floor, she saw the blood on her hand and her head fell to the floor and she fainted.

Blanche Capra hadn’t expected this to happen and was stunned for a split second, immediately turning around and walking away.

“Go where, Shireen Miller is hurt, didn’t you see?” York Charlie hadn’t expected it either, but he hadn’t expected Blanche Capra to want to take charge even more, and his tone towards her hardened a little.

Blanche Capra, despite her anger, didn’t bother with him at this point, and without turning her head walked over to the table where the phone was sitting.

“Make the call, you can be mad at me, but the most important thing right now is to get someone to the hospital isn’t it?”