Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The man placed his hand on her head, keeping her at a distance away. She couldn’t reach him even if she waved her hands wildly.

He stared at her coolly like she was nothing but a clown. “Get the facts right. You were the one who requested my service. It was consensual. You make it seem like I had raped you.”

Charlotte bristled. “You’re an unprofessional gigolo! You didn’t even put on a condom when you served your client. F*ck you! You deserve to be castrated!”

“Mm?” The man’s gaze turned dangerous. “Did you get pregnant?”

Charlotte stiffened at his question. Her babies flashed across her mind. Yes, I got pregnant and gave birth to triplets! But you scum! You’ve never been a responsible father!

“Answer me!” he demanded.

“Yes, I got pregnant!” Charlotte blurted out. She immediately changed her mind and corrected herself, “But I aborted it later. I won’t give birth to a shameless gigolo’s child!”

If someone else finds out the kids’ father is a male escort at a club, they’ll be ridiculed at their kindergarten!

No, I must keep it a secret. No one is to find out about this!

“Good!” The man nodded in satisfaction. He reached into his pocket to retrieve something.

you’re still working here as a gigolo. How many innocent ladies are you

hand holding the check froze. Furrowing his brows,

don’t show up, the rest are going to leave. Don’t bother showing up for work at Divine Corporation

“Go to hell!”

 Why are there scums everywhere? They are both disgusting

Wait a minute.

to her. That gigolo ruined my life. I can’t

him live luxuriously when my kids and

the private room again and demanded, “Stupid gigolo,

Looking up icily, he replied, “Oh? How do you

sternly. “If it weren’t for you, I

him, I would’ve met Father for the last

it weren’t for him, my reputation wouldn’t have suffered such an irreversible

for him, I

are

I’m demanding money from him now. Be

do