Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 700

“This will be a breeze…” Ben took out another dart in full confidence.

“Without touching the stem!” added Charlotte.

For a split second, Ben was dumbfounded. Looking at Morgan with the rose in her lips with just a little stem poking out, he registered the difficulty in hitting the stem without harming the person.

Now he couldn’t even hit the stem, but had to drop the petals on the ground?

She just had to make things harder. Ben gritted his teeth.

“Why? Not up for the challenge?” Charlotte raised her eyebrow, mocking. “It’s not too late for you to back down.”

Everyone else in the room had stopped whatever they were doing, focusing all their attention on the little competition between the Nachts and the Lindbergs. Some even brought their drinks, hoping for a good show. How could Ben possibly back down now?

“Of course not,” answered Ben instantly. “Challenge accepted.”

“Show them how it’s done, Ben!” cheered Marino.

He had been mocked and humiliated by Morgan, the fire of his rage is still burning hot. Right then and there, Marino hoped that Ben would restore their integrity.

“So childish.” Morgan rolled her eyes at the men, still holding the rose between her teeth.

“Fair warning, Mr. Nacht.” Charlotte raised her glass and gave a stern look towards the men, “If there is even a scratch on Morgan, I shall destroy all of you.”

“Heard that?” Zachary raised an eyebrow at Ben.

“Don’t worry Mr. Nacht.” Ben frowned. Even though he knew it wouldn’t be easy, it’s too late to quit now.

“Let’s begin!” Impatient, Lupine took out a dart. She turned to Ben and raised her eyebrow in a mocking manner. “Go ahead. I’ll give you a head start.”

Feeling his pride and dignity being threatened, Ben declined. “No need for that. Ladies first,” he said, gesturing to Morgan.

“Okay,” Lupine did not hesitate. She held the dart and took a few strides back, allowing the distance between her and Morgan to be a good twenty meters. Narrowing her eyes, she aimed the dart towards the rose in Morgan’s lips…

Whoosh! The dart flew across the distance and right through the center of the rose. The liquid on the flower splashed all over Morgan.

Morgan closed her eyes reflectively. When she reopened them, a few shredded bits of the rose petals hung on her eyelashes.