This damn woman, what’s she trying to do to him?
Eva Nightingale has already hooked the Crown Prince’s soul, what’s Carla Carr trying to do to him?
Carla Carr couldn’t care less about how terrible Alexander Kingsley’s expression looked; instead, she was surprised. "Admiral, you..."
She felt the air getting hot.
Alexander Kingsley’s expression was sour. "Get out of here now..."
This damn woman, saved her once last time as an exception and now she wants to go overboard?
"No, I’m not leaving." Carla Carr was doing the exact opposite, and she wriggled more into Alexander Kingsley’s embrace.
Heh, what’s the big deal about a standoffish high-ranking officer?
What’s wrong with being a Hornet’s Nest? Carla Carr doesn’t have much skill, just enjoys poking around a Hornet’s Nest.
"Alexander! I don’t care, tonight you sleep with me or I sleep with you." She’s definitely not returning those fifty grand.
But it wouldn’t be right to take someone’s money for nothing; she’s not a seller, but he wants to price her, making her a laughingstock.
Fifty grand, sleep with him, she’s not losing out!
She also wants revenge on that little brat Albert Kingsley; she wants to become the Admiral’s wife.
"You’re sick." Alexander Kingsley pushed the woman away, "I’m in a bad mood, flirt with me again, and I’ll throw you out."
Carla Carr was rejected, she was pissed. "Are you even a man? You’ve seen me naked, paid up; if you have guts, sleep with me, this dragging on, what kind of hero are you!!"
Carla Carr saw it, a bunch of male models had entered the room earlier.
Alexander Kingsley’s orientation is really questionable.
But so what, she wants to turn a gay man straight.
Alexander Kingsley’s gaze grew colder, like ice shooting onto Carla Carr’s face. "Woman, are you challenging my limits?"
Alexander Kingsley could see it, she was throwing herself at him, and this woman’s body is soft, and feels... not bad?
"Alexander, dare to make a bet with me?"
"What?" The man lightly opened his thin lips, his handsome face showing some cunning.
Speaking of bets, Alexander Kingsley inexplicably thought of Eva Nightingale and Carla Carr’s truth or dare last time.
"Bet you’ll fall in love with me, dare you?" Carla Carr smirked provocatively.
Alexander Kingsley leaned back on the sofa. "You’re overthinking it."
Carla Carr frowned, damn, is he even a man, doesn’t respond to a little aggressiveness?
"Wanna play truth or dare, dare you?"
"Besides, I’m a woman, you don’t lose out!"
"..." Are women this open these days?
A bit interesting, after all, that um-ah female voice from last time, Alexander Kingsley remembers clearly.
"Alright." Alexander Kingsley nodded.
Then, the waiter brought dice.
Alexander Kingsley wanted to see what tricks this girl wants to play?
Carla Carr smirked. "Hmm, Alexander, you drink Long Island Iced Tea, I’ll drink Blushing Lady, how’s that?"
Long Island Iced Tea is strong, hits hard, she really wants to get him drunk!
Let’s see if Admiral will give her this opportunity?
"Alright, as long as you’re willing." He frowned slightly.
"Admiral, no wonder you’re so easy to talk to!" Carla Carr nodded satisfactorily. "Ahem, I feel like I should’ve met you sooner, then I wouldn’t have suffered so much!"
Alexander Kingsley said: "It’s not too late to know me now..."
"Alright then, let’s start the game!"
After a few rounds, Carla Carr lost repeatedly, drinking several cups, her face turned red.
"Alexander, are you cheating while rolling dice!"