Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

All of a sudden, it felt like the surrounding temperature had dropped a few degrees.

The man was tall and looked like a Greek god. He stood behind her imposingly and exuded an intimidating aura.

Charlotte bit her lip hard. She was subconsciously holding her breath. Through the reflection of the mirror in the elevator, she saw the man gazing at her sharply.

He looks like a lion staring at its prey.

Hurry, hurry!

Charlotte gazed at the number flashing on the elevator screen, hoping to quickly escape this suffocating place.

Thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten…

She counted the numbers silently, her heart thumping furiously. Unbeknownst to her, Zachary was inching nearer to her.

Ding! Finally, the elevator reached the ground floor.

Once the doors opened, she scurried out. She was in such a hurry that she tripped and fell down.

collapsed face

gasped in shock. A few employees who had

and hide in it. She

looked at her retreating figure as a

party would be a dinner in a restaurant, but it turned out to be

is the administration department’s gathering. Why is someone

it, but her colleagues were present, so she wasn’t

colleagues. He also ordered bottles of expensive liquor, which were currently placed around the

Holt, this liquor costs over eight thousand. We shouldn’t be doing this

don’t know?” Wesley grinned. “Charlotte is an heiress. She’s rich. Back then, she could pay for everyone’s drinks here in Sultry Night. These

curious. They surrounded Charlotte and bombarded her with questions. “Charlotte,

“No—”

snickered. “The only daughter of the richest man in H City, Richard Windt.

Windt? The one who jumped off a building four years ago?” a man uttered. “No wonder the surname Windt sounded really

read the news. The Sterlings called off their son’s engagement to Ms. Windt, and then she came to Sultry Night and spent the night with a transvestite gigolo. Uh, was

colleagues were staring at her, their gazes a mixture of curiosity, excitement and amazement