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As a result, I did not expect to meet Karl at the reception.

At the beginning, I just wanted to exchange contact information with the other party.

After all, Karl is young and golden, and looks very handsome, in line with Isabella's aesthetic.

This kind of tall, rich and handsome, it's not impossible to really fall in love.

As a result, I drank too much that day...

Um.

I didn't expect it to feel pretty good.

Isabella, who is natural and natural, is not too entangled.

I went to see Carl several times later.

...

In such a situation, she certainly could not have a good impression of Zach.

This person is terrible.

He was showing off his identity as the son of Stark's shareholder.

And the appearance is not high.

It's not ugly, it's just the appearance of ordinary people.

Isabella didn't bother to look at each other.

Naturally decided to run away.

Zach stood there, looking at Isabella's leaving figure in disbelief.

What's the situation?

The script is not like this.

Follow the ideas posted.

Shouldn't the other person be very enthusiastic?

Even if there is no follow-up development today.

The attitude should also be different?

Exchange contact information or something.

As a result, now this person has just left?

fuck!

Actually, I didn't care about what I meant!

This sense of gap instantly turned into anger.

Zach watched Isabella go further and further, his anger kept burning.

\"Smelly watch!\"

Zac roared and threw the champagne in his hand to Isabella.

this moment.

The anger in Zach's heart vented a lot.

He can already imagine.

Isabella was soaked in soup, she was screaming.

However, the next moment.

The scene Zac imagined did not appear.

Isabella did not become a chicken, nor screamed.

Instead, it was himself.

\"Ahhhhh!!!\"

Zach couldn't help howling in pain.

He felt that his right wrist was tightly bound by steel.

The pain was so painful that it didn't take much effort.

at the same time.

Zach felt a chill.

If there is any liquid, pour it down your hair.

The thing entered the eyes, fiery pain.

fuck!

How is this going?

Zach quickly reached out, trying to wipe his eyes.

However, his right hand was tightly bound, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

I had to use my left hand to wipe his eyes.

Then he saw it.

A young man with black hair and dark eyes wearing a burgundy suit was appearing in front of him.

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Carl grabbed Zac's left hand.

With the other hand, he is holding a red wine glass and pouring wine on Zach's head.

Seeing the man turning into a smasher, Carl laughed in a low voice: "It's a pity that I have this glass of red wine." He held a Burgundy glass in his hand.