The Escort Man's

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"Oscar Petrichor!" Call a woman who immediately makes Oscar look back. Even with Aster Brennen who had not let go of his gamit to Oscar, also turned to see who had just called his girlfriend.

"Good night, Madame Anthony!" Oscar's polite greeting to Deasy Anthony who was apparently also present at the event tonight.

"Surprize what is this, Aster? You hired an escort again?" Cibir Deasy Anthony to Aster Brennen.

"Hire?" Aster spoke cynically.

"Oscar is my lover" Aster continued, staring firmly at Deasy.

"Love? Didn't you say you ended your relationship with Oscar? Then now?"

"Are you licking your own spit?" Brisquely Deasy Anthony in a condescending tone. Aster laughed heartily at Deasy's insults.

Aster was just about to open his voice and give a defense when the Oscars first opened his voice. Like Aster Brennen's lover also heard Deasy Anthony's insults just now.

"Our relationship was over before, Madame Anthony!"

"But it turns out that fate brought us back together and Aster who had become a helper for my almost wretched daughter

"Daughter?" Deasy Anthony interrupted Oscar's words.

"You got a daughter, Osh?" Deasy Anthony asked next in disbelief.

"Yes! I have a ten-year-old daughter and Aster just saved my daughter's life a month ago" Oscar said, staring proudly at Aster still standing next to him.

"Then plus the feelings between me and Aster that have not faded all this time, so I decided to return to be Aster Brennen's lover and we also live at home now with my daughter too," oscar said at length while showing his relationship to Deasy Anthony, whose facial features look holding back anger.

"I think Oscar's explanation is more than enough, Deasy Anthony!" Tukas Aster Brennen sneered at Deasy Anthony who was still silent.

"Oscar is no longer an escort who peddles himself to women. Oscar is my lover now and he's all mine." The whisper of Aster Brennen again who increasingly sneered and mocked Deasy Anthony who seemed to be in a beard fire.

"Oh, yes one more!"

"I heard your grandson was born and you're a Grandma now. So you'd better stop teasing young men, because it might make your obscure son's gynecologist embarrassed" Aster once again told Deasy Anthony.

"You-" Deasy stared furiously and emotionally at Aster Brennen.

"We're on the official show, Deasy! You don't want your wrinkled face to appear in the news headlines tomorrow morning for going berserk at a party, do you?" Aster still had a mocking laugh at Deasy Anthony, before the woman passed from the presence of Deasy Anthony whose face was now red withstanding anger.

"I'll avenge all your actions tonight, Aster!"

"We'll see how long Oscar will last with a selfish woman like you!" Deasy Anthony muttered as he stared intently at Aster and Oscar who were now greeting other invited guests.

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Jesslyn had finished eating some of the snacks in Aster's big five-door fridge. But when the girl closed the refrigerator door, Jesslyn's heart almost jumped out because of the bald old man who had suddenly been standing behind the refrigerator door.

"Who's looking for something, Miss Jesslyn?" Johnson asked with a sickening smile that Jesslyn did not like. Just like Jesslyn doesn't like Aster!

"Nothing!" Jesslyn answered while groping around to find the wand the girl had placed on the floor. Jesslyn wanted to leave immediately in front of the butler whose gaze made the difference.

"What are you looking for?" Johnson asked again, suddenly holding Jesslyn's hand.

Jesslyn instantly reflexively jerks Johnson's hand and returns looking for his wand that suddenly disappeared.

Damnit damnit!

Did Johnson take it?

"You're hungry and want to eat a snack? Let me make something for you and you can sit comfortably on the chair" Johnson said, helping Jesslyn get up. But whether intentional or not, Jesslyn could feel old Johnson's hands suddenly crashing her ass.

"Jess! What are you doing?"

That's Oscar's voice!

Jesslyn quickly stood up, then walked limping to approach Oscar who had also quickly approached him.

"What are you doing in the kitchen at night?" Ask Oscar again.

"I think Miss Jesslyn is starving, Mr. Oscar! I had offered a snack, but Miss Jesslyn refused and threw her stick at me." Johnson laughed sinlessly and answered Oscar's questions with his beautiful wreath.

You old bastard!

He could have made up a story.

"Maybe Miss Jesslyn thinks I'm an alien who didn't kidnap her" Johnson said, who had approached Oscar and Jesslyn, then gave Jesslyn a wand that she seemed to have been hiding to keep Jesslyn from twitching.

"He lied!" Sergey Jesslyn reported to Oscar.

"Who?" Ask Oscar not to understand.

"The two jackbirds!" Jesslyn is now furious at Johnson and at Oscar who will no longer believe her this time.

"Look at you, Jess!" Oscar warns Jesslyn who calls Johnson disrespectfully.

All righty!

Forgetit!

Oscar's character never believed in Jesslyn!

"There are dozens of servants in this house and you can call one of them if you need anything, Jess!" Tukas Oscar at length that immediately makes Jesslyn clucked and put a sharp look.

"You also have a private nurse in the room. Why don't you tell him to get food if you're hungry?" Oscar blames Jesslyn for the girl wandering in Aster Brennen's kitchen.

What would Oscar want, Jesslyn just sitting in her room all day?

All righty! Tomorrow Jesslyn will do it so that Oscar will no longer corner her!

Jesslyn did not say a word and the girl immediately walked over with a stick, then headed to her room downstairs.

"Do you need anything, Mr Oscar?" Johnson then asked Oscar after Jesslyn was not seen again.

"I just want a drink" replied Oscar, opening each cupboard in the kitchen to look for something.

"What you're looking for here, Mr. Oscar!" Johnson opened a cupboard containing a variety of wines with different years. A big smile immediately fell on Oscar's lips.

"Would you like a drink with me, Johnson?" Oscar's offer to the butler at Aster's house.

"By pleasure, Mr. Oscar!" Johnson replied while receiving the wine offered by the Oscars. The two men ended up drinking together in the kitchen until the morning.

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