Chapter 873: Don’t be a hero

Book:Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle Published:2024-5-29

It was night.
Charles and Matthew sat by the bar of the bar, Charles got someone to bring the medicine box, and before he could start rubbing the medicine on Matthew, he was pushed away by Matthew.
“It’s nothing, it doesn’t matter.”
“You’re just being a hero!” Charles went to administer the medicine to himself.
The down jacket on Matthew’s body was opened by someone, and now the down was coming out of it. He lazily put his clothes behind him, and the color of his pupils deepened, “What’s up, what’s the plan?”
“I can have what plan ah? Now that The White family is owned by those two, I can’t run up to the old man and cry about your youngest son trying to kill me, can I?”
Matthew’s left eyebrow raised a little.
Thinking about that image … well, indeed, I can’t imagine Charles could do such a thing.
Charles at this time has been his arm wounds treated, casually from the counter down a bottle of wine, opened after to Matthew full, “this matter do not need you care, I will do it myself.”
“Really?”
“Hey, do you look down on me or what?”
“…”
The two of them had a few laughs and two more bottles of wine before Matthew left.
Matthew’s front foot had just left, Charles frown pressed down. He thought that after the last incident Wilson would at least be restrained, but he did not expect it to intensify.
Charles slept at the bar during the night, and when the manager opened the door the next day, he was shocked to see Charles, “Master Wilson, what are you doing here?”
“Well, what time is it?”
Charles did not sleep in the room on the second floor, but just casually slept on the top of the sofa in the hall, blocking his eyes with his white suit, and only when he heard the voice did he grab off his suit and stand up to look at the person in front of him.
“It’s eleven o’clock.”
“Oh. Time to eat.” Charles nodded, then carried the suit and went up, the manager took the keys a mongering, after ten minutes, Charles who had finished washing up had come down.
Because this side will occasionally have employees stay overnight, so toiletries are all set.
Then Charles went out.
The target – White Group.
Perhaps because Charles’s playboy image is too deep in the hearts of the people, so the receptionist saw Charles, all a chill.
“Master Wilson! Master Wilson you can’t go in …”
“Oh? This is my family’s property, why can’t I go in?”
Charles casually carried his jacket on his shoulders and was walking directly towards the elevator, but halfway there, he was suddenly stopped by someone.
“This, young master Wilson, you don’t have an appointment …” said the receptionist in a rushed voice.
Who does not know what kind of character this young master is, offend him but can not eat away, but Wilson has instructed, no unrelated personnel can enter.
The receptionist explained stiffly, “President Charles said that no one else can go up without his permission.”
“Oh … President Charles, with President Charles, I can’t enter this gate?”
“…”
The sweat on the front desk lass’s face was falling off nervously, but Charles didn’t wait for her to answer and had taken the opportunity to enter the stairs. By the time the receptionist girl reacted, the elevator had already gone up.
What can we do?
The little girl hurriedly went back to the president’s assistant to call, are about to cry out, “I, I just accidentally put the young master Wilson up …”