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.

as he poured himself a cup of wine. He swirled the wine around as he continued, “So, what

Charlotte said without hesitating. “Just give me

you care about?”

don’t suppose you’re going to deduct that from my salary? You’re not going to force me to pay for my own medical

her and stood

day!” she chirped after him as he

door closed behind him. I

the chip yet…he’ll think that I’m

have to leave this place before anything

little black box that contained

buried herself in the sheets and opened the box.

her phone and realized

pillow,

room just seconds later. “Yes, Ms.

you

healed,” Raina said with a slight bow of her head. “Do you need anything? I can help

me. They’ll be worried if

was getting late, and Charlotte’s phone could not be turned on. Mrs. Berry and the kids must

first?” Raina suggested. “I presume that there isn’t

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

I don’t want