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.

still working here as a gigolo. How many innocent ladies are you going to harm? I’ll file a complaint

check froze. Furrowing his brows, he left the

don’t show up, the rest are going to leave. Don’t bother showing up

“Go to hell!”

rage. Why are there scums

Wait a minute.

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

can’t let him live luxuriously when

private room again and demanded, “Stupid gigolo, you ruined my life. You must

was sipping on his wine when she made that announcement. Looking up icily, he replied, “Oh? How do you propose I do

compensating me!” Charlotte declared sternly. “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t

met Father for the last time before

my reputation wouldn’t have

it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t

are still adorable

I’m demanding money from him now.

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