Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort chapter 70

“You silly child, I’m trying to stand up for you!” Amanda pulled Luna closer to her and said in a low voice, “It took you so much effort to marry into the Sterling family and produce a son for Hector. How could I let someone else destroy this happiness for you when you didn’t come by it so easily in the first place?”

“Mom, do you mean…”

“Tonight, I’m going to force Charlotte to face reality. Someone has to teach her to know when to back off.” Amanda laughed coldly. “Just you wait and see!”

“You love me the most, Mom.” Luna threw her arms around Amanda and planted a kiss on her cheek. “Mom, do you know that Hector has been treating me coldly ever since he returned from Charlotte’s place? My head hurts from thinking about it…”

“As long as you don’t speak up directly about this, your relationship with Hector will not be harmed.” Amanda patted her hand and continued, “Just continue playing your role as the good-hearted young mistress of this family. As for everything else, Mom will sort it out for you.”

“Alright,” Luna said, nodding her head, “I’ll do just that.”

“Let’s go in first. Where’s Timothy?”

“He fell asleep in the car.”

As Owen pushed Charlotte into the villa in her wheelchair, everyone in the room turned to look at her.

The older ones in the room recognized her immediately. Exchanging scandalized looks with each other, they put their heads together and started murmuring anxiously.

a hushed

did something so outrageous back then that she managed to anger her own father to death! How does she have the guts to show

be quiet!

something like that,

finally meet. I’ve been looking for you all

so concerned, as though he was a relative caring for

well. Thanks for asking,

up at him and smiled blandly, wishing that she could see what was going on in

had worked alongside her father all these years, earning himself a reputation for being loyal and hardworking. Because he was mild-mannered by nature and lacked any opinions of his

his career. Instead, he followed Richard around as

understood why Simon had hidden himself at home after

with you, anyway? Why are you in a wheelchair?” Simon asked

just a little injury—nothing to be worried

from your place…” Simon looked extremely guilty. “Where are you living now? Why don’t

voice sounded from behind them. “I’ve already told the servants to clean up the guest room. Charlotte, you

Her husband was evidently in the dark

else who had been watching this exchange quietly widened their eyes in shock and

I have an awful memory!” Amanda patted her head and said in a troubled