Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“I’ll send you my back account. Remember to bank in your salary before 12 a.m. every day, got it?” reminded Charlotte as she typed furiously on her phone.

Ding! The man received a text.

He clicked into the text and saw the account number she had just sent him.

He smirked. This is interesting!

Right then, Charlotte’s phone began to ring.

Seeing it was Wesley, she answered it and yelled in frustration, “Stop pushing me. I don’t have money to foot the bill. I don’t want the job at Divine Corporation anymore. Will that do?”

She hung up promptly, her face flushed with anger.

As she had just lost her new job, she slumped onto the sofa in dejection. Spotting the wine glass in front of the man, she grabbed it and finished the wine in one gulp.

Charlotte let out a burp and complained, “It’s all your fault. I’ve just lost my job because of you. It’s hard to find a job nowadays. I can’t believe that despicable man did that to me.”

“Mm?” the man asked. “Did someone at Divine Corporation frame you?”

occurred to her.

“Sure!”

“Great!”

to pay the bill, which was over one hundred and eighty-three thousand. Her heart was aching over the ridiculously expensive bill, but she had to keep her job. After

the amount from your

“I’ve settled the bill.

you, Charlotte!” her colleagues

it was over one hundred and eighty thousand!” A

I maxed out a few cards to pay the bill. I’ll be eating bread for the next few months.” Charlotte let out a bitter chuckle. “But it’s worth it as long

other colleagues felt bad for her

being humble. The money isn’t even enough for her to buy a bag. There’s no way she’d maxed out her cards.” Wesley snickered. “But

but she couldn’t retort as she needed this job. Ignoring him, she sent her

drove here. Let me give you a

I can take a cab. Thank you,

room, the man was no longer

can’t stay idle,