Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1846

Eclara City.

After the plane landed, Coralie retrieved her flashy red Ferrari and tossed the keys to Channing.

She reclined in the passenger seat, closed her eyes to rest, and ordered haughtily, "Drive smoothly, driver."

"Right away, Miss."

His lips curved up slightly, clearly enjoying being bossed around by her.

Why was he smiling so happily? In reality, he was a man who rarely ever smiled.

Coralie peeked at him, muttering to herself. Was he some kind of masochist?

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They arrived at the hotel two hours later.

Kurt was standing at the entrance, looking utterly refreshed, waving at her. "Boss Coralie is here."

"Tsk."

She rolled her eyes at him. Though she hated that her amazing sister was being swept away...

She had to accept reality.

"Where's Ebony Fox?" she asked, pushing the car door open and stepping out.

He casually grabbed her bag and walked behind her.

A blatant display of a protective knight.

"Bathroom," Kurt replied, his gaze naturally falling onto Channing. He sized him up carefully. "Is this the boy toy you've been keeping?"

Coralie choked on her breath, just about to explain. But then Channing suddenly spoke up. "Yes, I am."

Coralie went dead silent.

Since when was "boy toy" a title of honor? He even sounded proud of it.

"Nice to meet you." Kurt stepped forward to shake his hand, taking a closer look.

Great height.

Great face.

And judging by the build, an excellent physique.

You had to admit, Coralie had incredible taste.

"The pleasure is mine."

He gave a slight nod, offering a warm smile on his normally stoic face.

She was a bit surprised.

He was actually smiling pleasantly at someone other than her?

Did the sun rise in the west today?

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