The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 544

“She’s not into you.” Jeffrey couldn't shake off those words even long after the call ended.

With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a cigarette from the pack, lit it up, and took a harsh drag. The smoke quickly escaped from his nostrils before he blew it away, watching it dissipate into nothingness.

Yeah.

Karen didn't want anything more to do with him.

She made it crystal clear, and the only one who seemed desperate was him!

"Fuck," Jeffrey muttered under his breath. He grabbed his car keys as he dialed his friend's number, "Hey, got any plans tonight?"

"The man, the myth, the Turner is back? Hell yeah, we do! Got some fresh faces at the club, and bro, we’ve got all shapes and sizes."

"Alright," Jeffrey said as he finished his cigarette and crushed it underfoot. "I'm on my way."

"You got it, man! We'll throw you a welcome back bash. I'll make sure the ladies are out in force!"

Jeffrey chuckled, the old roguish spark returning to his eyes.

Women, huh?

Turned off the lights, and they were all the same. Who needed Karen anyway? He wouldn't even answer the door if she knocked!

He left his place and had just settled into his car when his phone buzzed.

It was a text from the Prosperity Consortium's head.

[Mr. Turner, I’ve sent you Karen's home address and her info.]

Jeffrey barely glanced at it. He didn't even bother to open the message before he tossed the phone onto the passenger seat and floored the gas pedal.

The Charm Night Bar was a place where time stood still.

Wesley was all for it, "What are you waiting for? Didn't you hear Mr. Turner? Drink up!"

The women giggled and scrambled for a seat, each eager to be the chosen one.

Jeffrey used to love seeing the scene that they spelled the wine. While doing this, they were all vying for his attention. And some of them, who feigned innocence at first, almost fell with him to show off their curves at last.

"So, what do you think?" Wesley slapped Jeffrey's shoulder. "Not bad, right? They're all college girls from around here. Whichever you pick, I've got the room ready."

He even slipped a card into Jeffrey's shirt pocket after his words.

"Fuck," Jeffrey laughed, lighting another cigarette. "You've got it all figured out, don't you?"

"Of course, man. Friends take care of each other! Got your eye on anyone?"

Jeffrey gave them a once-over, finally pointing at a girl in a simple white dress sitting on the edge of the sofa, "Her. She'll do."