Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 24

Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort chapter 24

Charlotte shuddered at that thought and frantically sent a text message to Gigolo In Debt.

My dearest gigolo, are you still alive?

I’m sorry. I was too greedy. I was wrong and I shouldn’t have sold you to those three women. I’m so sorry. I regret it now. Please forgive me…

She sent more than ten consecutive texts to him, only to receive radio silence.

Charlotte then called him a few times, but still, no one answered.

She stayed there from evening until late into the night, hauling her frail and shivering body all around the place to hunt for any sign of her Gigolo In Debt.

To increase the air of mystery, all the staff in Sultry Night were wearing all sorts of sexy masks.

But most of their masks were exaggerated and completely different from Gigolo In Debt’s mysterious and cool mask, so she could still easily differentiate them.

After doing a round of searching, there was still no sign of Gigolo In Debt.

Charlotte’s cold was worsening. Her nose was runny from sneezing so much, and she felt weak and dizzy too. The poor ventilation here made it even more unbearable for her.

a man wearing a black half-mask sitting at one of the booths. His figure,

you are! I was looking for

about to speak, but the woman beside him whose face had obviously gone under the knife shouted angrily before he could, “What are you

the gigolo toward her. “You

she was about

from the sofa and grabbed the gigolo’s other arm. “I’ve already booked you for

I’m not trying to leave. It’s this pretty lady who’s…”

was stunned when she heard his slightly accented high-pitched voice. It’s

I got the

belongs to me? Blind fool! I’ll beat you to

explain, Ms. Plastic Face hurtled over and

in front of her

matched, but three of the woman’s friends rushed over to help her. Soon, a full-blown

tortoise. Even so, she still suffered a

by the side, the gigolo yelled anxiously, “Stop fighting! Stop! Don’t fight over me!” He whimpered slightly at the sight of

let’s see just how smutty she is to have the nerve to steal my

war cry and started tearing at Charlotte’s clothes. One of them was even holding her throat, preparing to give her

the slap didn’t come, and the women

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