Chapter 252: Chapter 252: You young ladies nowadays, are you all thinking so beautifully?

Chapter 252

He tried his best to speak gently, and didn’t forget to wipe away Layla’s tears from her face.

Although he often frequented places with numerous women, he had never encountered a situation like this.

Some women pretended to be aloof and elusive to attract his attention, while others imitated the female lead from a certain Meteor Shower television show, deliberately seeking him out to declare a war of sorts... Basically, he thought he already understood women very well and could easily handle them.

But this situation stumped him.

Not a single word, just crying.

It didn’t leave him any room to maneuver.

He thought for a while and said, "You want me to accept the Lowell’s case, don’t you?"

Layla pursed her lips and nodded gravely.

Charles Carrington took a sip of red wine without looking at her face, and said indifferently: "I’ve already told your best friend, I won’t accept it, not just your case, I don’t plan to accept any cases from others this year, understand?"

After he finished speaking, he couldn’t help but glance at her face again.

Seeing her tears, his heart softened a little more.

But, his decision would not change.

Layla thought that her crying wasn’t strong enough, so she quietly pinched some flesh on her thigh.

It hurt so much she gritted her teeth; she had never pinched anyone else this hard before.

Those tears were genuinely heartfelt now.

Twenty minutes later, the private room was still filled with muffled sobs.

Layla had been crying for too long, and now she was choking, her body trembling.

Charles Carrington was helpless, knowing that this was the young Miss’s trick. Despite the discomfort in his heart, he steeled himself and said, "You cry your heart out, then go home after you’re done."

As soon as he finished speaking, he started to get up.

Layla reacted quickly, directly hugging his waist.

It was her first time so actively hugging a man like this, feeling terribly awkward inside, but she had to endure, after all, this was the path she had chosen for herself.

Charles Carrington’s body tensed a little, and he looked down at her: "Miss, you haven’t even graduated from high school yet, and you’re holding onto a vigorous man like this, don’t you care about your reputation?"

Even he found his earnest tone strange; he had never talked like this to anyone before.

But, as a lawyer, his instinct was to target the other person’s concerns when speaking.

Layla still didn’t say anything, but she didn’t let go of him either.

Charles Carrington frowned, thought for a few seconds, and suddenly sat down again.

He smoothly hugged Layla back, not showing the slightest awkwardness.

"Do you want to drink with me? Drink this cup first."

As he spoke, he had already poured half a glass of red wine into an empty glass and brought it to Layla’s lips.

With teary eyes, Layla stopped crying for a moment and looked at his inscrutable face, momentarily forgetting her tears.

The wine glass was pressed against her lips, somewhat coercive.

"What, you want to force me to agree, but you don’t want to sacrifice even a little bit? You young girls now, do you all have such beautiful dreams?"

He chuckled slowly, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

He took a sip of the wine, then pressed the glass to Layla’s lips again, "Well?"

As he held the red wine in his mouth, his eyes seemed a bit tipsy.

Layla had already forgotten about crying and looked at his face, suddenly feeling at a loss.

What was going on? Why did he suddenly become like this?

Just then, he put down the wine.

Layla hadn’t even had time to catch her breath when her lips were pinched by him, and then his face pressed down closer...

Was he going to feed her the wine with his mouth?!

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