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.

asked in a hushed

does she have the guts to show up here now? If I were her,

quiet!

talk about this? If she could do something like

her enthusiastically. “We finally meet. I’ve been looking for you all these years. Have

concerned, as though he was a relative caring for

well. Thanks

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

hardworking. Because he was mild-mannered by nature and lacked any opinions of his own, his wife ordered

he never had his big break in his career. Instead, he followed Richard around as his loyal retainer—one that was unassuming

she never understood why Simon had hidden himself at home after her

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

head. “It’s just a

you living

told the servants to clean up the guest room. Charlotte, you can move back in with your child whenever you want to. I’ll go with Simon to help you move

Her husband was evidently in the dark about the whole

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

awful memory!” Amanda patted her head and said in a troubled voice. “Simon, I forgot to tell you