Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

York Charlie took his cigarette and was surprised to see Blanche Capra and Moon Wright standing in the doorway just about to come in.

Meeting Blanche Capra’s eyes scribbled in the air, Blanche Capra quickly moved away.

“President Charlie it’s been a long time.” Moon Wright smiles and greets him with pleasantries.

York Charlie’s gaze lingers on Blanche Capra for a second, then smiles and Moon Wright, “It hasn’t been long. Have a seat first.”

One thing about sitting to not being particularly particular is that there aren’t many people here right now, except for York Charlie and the assistant, plus a pretty girl on the side, which is Moon Wright and Blanche Capra.

When the assistant saw Moon Wright, he consciously gave up the seat next to York Charlie, so that the two seats next to York Charlie were both empty.

Moon Wright waves his hand, “Blanche, have fun with President Charlie.”

Blanche Capra: “…”

Who the hell knew it would be York Charlie?

Blanche Capra is made to sit next to York Charlie, Moon Wright and Blanche Capra flanking him to make sure to take the case.

Sitting there, the dignified-looking York Charlie smiles and smirks, occasionally giving Blanche Capra a look that the latter ignores.

Moon Wright said compliments and asked Blanche Capra to pour York Charlie a drink.

No sooner had the glass been filled than Blanche Capra gave a start.

It was none other than York Charlie hooking his leg under the table to Blanche Capra’s leg.

Blanche Capra was wearing a short dress for the party, and she felt York Charlie’s touch, if she didn’t know it.

When York Charlie was glared at, he laughed and acted as if nothing had happened and continued to harass Blanche Capra.

The two were blatantly flirting in front of Moon Wright, and it was Blanche Capra who finally became so overwhelmed by the harassment that she left the table in the middle of the conversation and stood up with a smile on her face, “You guys carry on, I’m going to the loo.”Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

York Charlie gave her a look and didn’t say anything.

After touching up her make-up in the bathroom, a figure appeared in the mirror.

York Charlie was leaning against the door looking at her.

Blanche Capra said, “This is the ladies’ room.”

She hadn’t expected York Charlie to follow her, and a little strange feeling inside her was forced down.

“What’s wrong with coming in here for you?” York Charlie quirked the corner of his mouth and looked at Blanche Capra with a smirk.

With a slight heartbeat, Blanche Capra glanced at York Charlie in the mirror.

His angular profile, with his faraway eyebrows raised, set off a very soulful pair of eyes.

He had really nice eyes.

Blanche Capra was silent for a second, followed by York Charlie’s voice, “Did you like the ones you just made at the dinner table?”

York Charlie came over, the corners of his lips gently hooked up, ambiguously pressed against Blanche Capra’s ear.

In an instant, Blanche Capra’s face quickly reddened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then there was a somewhat irritated shove.

Not a light one, York Charlie and Blanche Capra pulled some distance apart.

He was still grinning, a mischievous grin.

Blanche Capra realized it was meant to be a flirtation and instantly turned the tables, leaning over in a close proximity and hooking York Charlie’s chin, “I just love the thrill of it.”

Eyes slightly narrowed, as if it is not allowed to enjoy.

The two men at the table were at each other’s throats, Blanche Capra, in the spirit of doing unto others as she would do unto her, was very dedicated to entangling herself with York Charlie, but mostly, she was afraid of being discovered by the others at the table.

That would be embarrassing.

At that, York Charlie laughed a little and looked at the woman in front of him, the afterglow on her face had already dropped, leaving her ears red.

With a thought, York Charlie reached up against Blanche Capra’s head and leaned in for a kiss.

It was a punishing kiss, entangling, plundering, unwilling to let go.

Blanche Capra seizes the initiative and pins York Charlie against the wall behind her.

She grinned gangly, “I like you this way.”

“Yeah.” York Charlie hooked her lips and leaned in, deepening the kiss.

After the kiss he straightened his somewhat dishevelled clothes before returning.

The socialising didn’t last long, York Charlie wasn’t much of a drinker, and along with that Blanche Capra saved herself a lot of blocking drinks.

After eating, York Charlie took the initiative to say that he wanted to send Blanche Capra home, Moon Wright was drunk, the assistant helped, while saying yes, to Blanche Capra good hospitality.

Treat her well? You really think she’s an escort.

York Charlie did not care, pulled Blanche Capra into the car, and then asked with a smile, “How do you and Moon Wright know each other?”

“What can one do, a graduate in debt, and a big rich boss, don’t you think?” Blanche Capra had a smile on her face.

The late autumn streets were already showing signs of a cold wind, and the leaves were falling, one by one, onto the deserted streets.

Blanche Capra rose to look at them for a couple of moments and then subsided.

York Charlie, who was sitting next to him, was a little uncomfortable in his mind, “And I don t know how someone like Moon Wright can …”

The latter half of the sentence was not said, but Blanche Capra heard sarcasm from the words, coldly snorted and said, “How can it be someone like that? That’s a funny thing to say, isn’t it better than you no matter how bad people are?”

Anger brewed on York Charlie’s sullen face, and almost subconsciously, as soon as his brain was hot, he said, “You’d be better off with him than with me!”

Blanche Capra was just about to laugh at this, but gave a start.

York Charlie regretted the words after they were uttered, and there was a moment of uncharacteristic reticence in the car. Suddenly, a car sprang out of the road travelling in front of them and came straight their way.

“Look out!”

The lights in front of the car shone through, and Blanche Capra subconsciously lunged from the passenger seat to shield York Charlie the moment the two cars collided.

“Boom-” loud noise.

York Charlie was horrified, and his entire body, along with the Blanche Capra on top of him, knocked his head on the top of the car’s roof.

Blanche Capra.

Blanche Capra–

There was a voice in his heart shouting, York Charlie looked down and saw that the back of Blanche Capra’s body was cut with a big gash, and there was blood all over it.

The windows and the front glass were all shattered, York Charlie tried to pick Blanche Capra up, but all he could reach out and touch was glass.

“Blanche Capra …” he cried softly.

She … sure looks like Brandi …

In the moment just after the crash, when her heart raced and she lunged without hesitation, York Charlie thought of Brandi.

That stubborn and obstinate girl, who had once been like that, loved York Charlie with all her heart.

“Is it okay? I’ve called an ambulance!” Onlookers suddenly gathered outside, and seeing that York Charlie was still conscious, they comforted him.

York Charlie shook his head with difficulty and fainted.