Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort chapter 62

The door to the room opened and a cold draft rushed into the room. A tall figure walked in, its shadow spilling across the bed menacingly.

Charlotte could feel her heartbeat speeding up as she stared at him like a startled kitten.

“Welcome back, Mr. Nacht!” Raina greeted.

Zachary waved his hand and Raina left the room with her eyes on the ground.

The moment the door closed, Zachary began to close in on Charlotte, making her flinch and burrow into her sheets. “W-What do you want?”

“Are you scared of me?” he asked, sitting down on the couch by the window.

Charlotte resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Who isn’t?

“Why did you bring me here?” she asked in the end, trying her best to look calm and collected.

“You were injured during work hours, so I am obliged to make sure that you’re recovering well,” Zachary said. His voice was frigid and emotionless, but his gentle gaze gave away his true feelings. “How are you doing? You’re not dying, are you?”

“Shut up!” Charlotte yelled impulsively, only to regret it immediately. “I won’t be sitting here talking to you if I had died, Sir!”

She emphasized the word ‘sir’, as though she had resigned herself to fate.

of wine. He swirled the wine around as he

without hesitating. “Just give me

all you care about?” Zachary

protested. “Besides, I don’t suppose you’re going to deduct that from my salary? You’re not going to force me to

at her and stood up to

Mr. Nacht! Have a nice day!” she

the door closed behind him. I don’t think

give him the chip yet…he’ll think that I’m

to leave this place before anything

little black box that contained

and opened

her phone and

the chip under her pillow, she called,

the room just seconds later. “Yes,

home. Can you get a cab for

said with a slight bow of her head. “Do

They’ll be worried

not be turned on. Mrs. Berry

“I presume that there isn’t anyone around at home to take

be exhausted from taking care of the kids. I can’t become yet another burden

I don’t want to scare