Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 11

“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. “Oh, can you pay a bill around a few

“Sure!”

“Great!”

and eighty-three thousand. Her heart was aching over the ridiculously expensive bill, but she

I’ll deduct the amount

to her colleagues and informed them. “I’ve settled the bill. Did you have

you,

was over one hundred and eighty thousand!” A colleague

it was pretty expensive. 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 as you

other colleagues felt bad for her and glanced at

buy a bag. There’s no way she’d maxed

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

here. Let me

can take a

private room, the man was no longer at the bar. He must be with

can’t stay idle,

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