Chapter 220: Chapter 220

"Please spare me, Admiral!" Deputy Chen immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, "Admiral, I beg you, spare me and cancel this ’trip’ to Africa!"

Going to Africa and coming back, I might lose layers of skin!

The deputy doesn’t want to lose any skin!

"Uncle, please, spare me!" Albert Kingsley also pleaded.

Alexander Kingsley coldly said, "Hmm? Go ahead anyway! Take that Carr girl with you, stay out of my sight!"

Thus, Albert Kingsley and Peggy Carr were sent to Africa, the slums.

Not allowed to return to the Sovereign Empire for a month.

Carla Carr smiled contentedly, damn, it felt really great!

If she had known earlier how Alexander Kingsley could handle scumbags , she would have tried to seduce him sooner!

The man suddenly stretched out his big hands, forcibly hooking around her waist, holding her tightly: "Tell me, how are you going to thank me? Hmm?"

"Thank you?" Carla Carr raised her eyebrows, her lips curled, "Thank you for what?" What does he want thanks for?

"I don’t help people for free!" The man’s lips curved into a wicked smile, his eyes sparkling with Flowing Light, fixedly looking at her, "Little rascal~ I helped you, but I need to collect a debt!"

Before meeting her, he didn’t like meddling in other people’s business.

"What debt?" Her mind was a bit overwhelmed, her face a little flushed, her heart racing.

He spoke two words and directly pressed her against the cold wall, pinning her small head, his thin lips reaching for her cheek with great interest saying:

"For example, serving me!"

"..." She just felt hot, inexplicably wanting to escape, wanting to push him away, not daring to look at him.

But found that she couldn’t move him an inch; instead, she was pinned even tighter by him.

"Alexander Kingsley, , I can’t breathe!" She said timidly, "You’re the one acting like a rascal, you promised to teach me Taekwondo, to be my instructor, how can you do this!"

"If someone sees, we’ll be ridiculed!"

There were so many people around.

However, those subordinates had already wisely lowered their heads, daring not to look at the Admiral and the woman.

"No one’s watching, they don’t dare look." He said, "Alright, let’s discuss this."

"Tonight, are you on top or am I on top!"

She just felt even hotter, this man, why is he so coy! What on top or below!

"Alexander Kingsley, you, saying such things, aren’t you embarrassed?"

Besides, isn’t it usually the guy on top? What’s the matter? He wants her on top?

Hehe, actually she didn’t mind!

Yet, only upon hearing the man say, "You on top?"

After all, the bunk bed, his tall build, felt inconvenient, let her sleep on the top bunk, it’s better.

If she doesn’t want to, well, sharing a bed is also good.

"I..." She stammered and finally said, "Humph, not paying attention to you!"

The man chuckled lightly, hooked her waist again, and said, "Don’t run, let me kiss you first."

Last night she fell asleep, he resisted not kissing her, now seeing her sexy lips, couldn’t help but want to touch them.

Carla Carr hadn’t managed to voice her protest before her small mouth was captured by the man and dominantly sealed.

Cold lips gently pressed against hers, like a feather, lightly brushing over, feeling a bit tingly, a bit numb, a bit sweet.

He really just kissed her lightly.

Then stood up straight, walked to the second floor, went directly into the office.