Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

After changing the formal dress in the hotel, Sonia lay aside to rest and put on makeup again by the way. It took her a long time to get up and change. She put on a sweater, with a pair of long legs under hot pants. As she put lipstick on again, she asked Chris, "Are you really going with me tonight?"

Chris said, "Yes, the man beside your BFF is also very handsome."

Sonia thought about it before saying, "Oh, you mean Jarvis?"

Chris nodded. "Yes, I heard that he is also very powerful?"

"He's quite powerful." Sonia came over and smiled at Chris. "Even Dixon respects him. However, I'm afraid you are going to be heartbroken again if you really want to try with him."

Chris cried. "What do you mean?"

Sonia continued to smile mysteriously. "I think there's something going on between our Queenie with Jarvis."

"Oh no!"

Chris slumped back to the quilt. "The men I like are either yours or your BFF's. I'm miserable. I don't want to be gay."

Sonia put lipstick on and hugged him. "Don't be sad. You can have a look when we go for a drink."

"Then you are not allowed to take the men away from me." Chris raised his eyebrows. "Otherwise, you are too attractive. Thankfully I'm gay. By the way, Dixon and others don't know I'm gay, do they? The way they looked at me was as if trying to eat me."

Sonia chuckled, "He?

What does he have to do with me? After all, he already abandoned me five years ago."

Chris cheered her up. "Come on, you have to show this courage. Let's go. Are you packed?" "Let's go, Mr. Chris."

Sonia armed around Chris, smiled and opened the door. At that time, his men who were secretly tracking them quickly sent a message to Dixon. "Mr. Borris, I saw them coming out."

"Go on."

Dixon's voice was cold. "How long have they been together?"

"According to my observation...Miss Sonia and Mr. Chris have at least rested for more than an hour..." More than an hour.

Dixon clenched his fists. Under his eyes there flashed some unknown emotions. He soon repressed. The man seemed never to be touched by anyone. He folded his thoughts and walked indifferently to the French window of his hotel room, gathering the night in his eyes.

On the other side, Sonia and Chris set out and rushed over to the bar Queenie said. When they arrived, Queenie was waiting at the door, with a cigarette in her mouth, and she was spitting smoke, squinting. She didn't have the temperament of a businesswoman at the meeting place in the afternoon at all, and looked like a hooligan.

As soon as Sonia walked towards her, Queenie sprayed smoke on her face and deliberately said in a frivolous tone. "Yo, little beauty, come and drink alone?"

Chris said behind her. "And me."

"Mr. Chris." Queenie blinked at him. "Are you coming along?"

"Yes, I haven't been to such a place for a long." Chris also smiled. "When I was young, I always stayed in bars. Now I am old, and I haven't had this fresh and exciting feeling for a long time.

Come on, do you have any friends inside?"

Queenie hugged Sonia, arming around her, and looked back at Chris. "There must be. I am definitely thoughtful to treat Sonia."