The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 304 Thank Me, I Got Her Drunk For You_1

Chapter 304: Chapter 304 Thank Me, I Got Her Drunk For You_1

The number of people looking at Carson Flores was growing.

Just now, a rich young miss with an all-name brand appearance and a seductive aura, Camille Rhodes, already made people envy her. And now there came another one!

Shirley Miller might not have been clad in name brands, but her well-tailored, fitted suit, her breathtakingly beautiful face, and the cool, authoritative air of an executive, were by no means inferior to Camille Rhodes.

Everyone saw that Shirley Miller had arrived in an X7, and even the driver was an exceptionally rare beauty.

Was this guy born in a nest of beauties?

Envy!

Carson Flores watched the two women drinking, feeling a touch of subtlety in his mood.

To drink so straightforwardly, was this a drinking contest?

Surely not?

After all, they’re both beauties; they should maintain some decorum, right?

It turned out Carson Flores was overthinking it.

Beauties are still women, and women in the presence of competitive women will never admit defeat.

It’s the same with drinking!

Carson Flores was familiar with Camille Rhodes’s capacity for alcohol; anyone who could drink alone at a bar couldn’t be bad at it. Carson Flores suddenly worried about Shirley Miller, as based on his impression, she probably couldn’t handle her liquor, especially since he rarely saw her drink.

However, Shirley Miller once again surprised Carson Flores. Today’s Shirley Miller not only drank but also drank heartily and in large amounts.

"Drink a bit less, what am I going to do if you get drunk later?"

Camille Rhodes said with a smile, "With you, my husband, by my side, what’s there to fear from getting drunk? You can carry me back. It’s a bit worse for me, I guess. I’ll probably just get carried back by my family’s bodyguards."

Carson Flores chuckled, "You are the Rhodes Family’s young miss, the daughter of the wealthiest man in the city, you’re not afraid of being sold off."

Camille Rhodes laughed lightly, "Do you think everyone has your strength, able to defeat my bodyguards? Really, anyone who could overpower them wouldn’t be stopped anyway. Drunk or not, isn’t it the same for me?"

Pausing, Camille Rhodes’s gaze landed on Shirley Miller’s face and she said with a smile, "I originally thought you couldn’t hold your drink, Mary, but I was wrong. It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a good time drinking. Let’s not go home until we’re drunk today."

Shirley Miller’s face was flushed, and her usual cold demeanor took on a few shades of a woman’s delicate beauty, making Carson Flores take a second glance.

When the Ice Mountain Goddess took off her icy mask, she was this enchanting?

It was like a lily had taken on a brilliant red hue, turning into a delicate rose.

The two women had only met for the second time, but they talked as if they had known each other for years, with no awkward pauses or discomfort, especially when the topic turned to cosmetics and skincare, they found much in common.

Carson Flores was momentarily speechless. Although he had seen Shirley Miller apply face masks or take care of her skin, he had never realized it was so complicated.

"The beauty treatments I get supposedly use some exclusive secret formula. Whether it’s true or not, I don’t know, but I really look great afterward. I’ll book an appointment for us sometime," Camille Rhodes said cheerfully.

Shirley Miller readily agreed, "That sounds great. I’ve been working overtime recently, and I feel like my skin is getting worse. I really do need some pampering."

Camille Rhodes glanced at Carson Flores and laughed, "We women have to take good care of ourselves. It’s not realistic to expect to look young and beautiful at seventy or eighty, but we should try to look 40 when we’re 60, right? Men always want something new and get tired of the old. If we become haggard, he might go looking for younger girls outside."

Carson Flores glared at Camille Rhodes, "Just make your point, why are you looking at me? I feel like you’re implying something."

Camille Rhodes smiled, "Yeah, I’m saying this for you to hear."

Carson Flores rolled his eyes and ignored her, lifting his glass to drink.

Shirley Miller giggled, "She’s got a point. Men get more charming as they age, mature and charismatic, and with money to boot. Those younger girls all flock to them. Remember Mr. Leng we met last time? He must be over fifty, yet he had a pretty young starlet on his arm."

Camille Rhodes smirked, "Exactly. We’ve got to maintain our independence and our unique charm. We can’t just be an accessory to a man."

The women continued to talk and drink, leaving Carson Flores unable to get a word in. Then he watched helplessly as their clear eyes became hazy.

Obviously, they had drunk too much!

Carson Flores looked at Shirley Miller in disbelief.

Weren’t you supposed to be full of caution and animosity towards Camille Rhodes? How come you’re drinking so joyfully with her and even competing in drinking?

Just as the two women finished another round and were about to pour another glass, Carson Flores grabbed Camille Rhodes’s hand.

"All right, let’s call it a day. If you drink more, you’ll get drunk, and then you’ll really feel bad."

Shirley Miller leaned on the table with one hand, "Camille, he’s not letting us drink anymore. We’ll drink again next time."

Camille Rhodes’s eyes were blurry, "Okay, another day I’ll invite you to get beauty treatments."

"Sit tight, I’ll go pay the bill."

After Carson Flores went to the front desk to settle the bill, he also made a quick stop at the restroom. As he opened the door, he saw Camille Rhodes waiting outside.

When Camille Rhodes passed by Carson Flores, she suddenly pushed him against the door, then leaned in and kissed him.

Carson Flores’s eyes widened, "Are you playing with fire?"

Camille Rhodes smiled seductively, "Be grateful to me. I’m the one who got her drunk for you. You better seize the opportunity tonight..."