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.

He swirled the wine around

Charlotte said without hesitating. “Just give me some

all you care about?” Zachary asked

and…pets to take care of, and my salary isn’t enough,” Charlotte protested. “Besides, I don’t suppose you’re going to deduct that from my salary? You’re not going

and stood up

me, Mr. Nacht! Have a nice day!” she chirped after him as he walked out

of relief when the door closed behind him. I

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

this place

box that contained

sheets and opened the box. Phew! It’s still

at her phone and realized

under her pillow, she

just seconds later. “Yes, Ms.

Can you get a cab

stay until your injuries have healed,” Raina said with a

me. They’ll be worried if I don’t

turned on. Mrs. Berry and the

call first?” Raina suggested. “I presume that there isn’t anyone around at

agreement. Mrs. Berry must be exhausted from taking care

I don’t want