Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 72

“If I remember correctly, none of you here have Windt as your surname,” she said baldly. “What has the reputation and honor of the Windt family got to do with you lot?”

q“You…”

“When my father was still around, and the Windt family was at the height of its power, and all of you sucked up to us like a bunch of dogs. But when the Windt family went through difficult times, all of you were nowhere to be found. And now you have the gall to discipline me as my elders? I call that muck.”

She then let out a cold laugh. “Aren’t you scared that God might strike you down?”

At that point, her uncles were so furious that their faces had gone red. “Is… Is this how you should be talking to us?”

finger at Charlotte, he snarled, “When your father was around, he never spoke to us like this! Well, what did I

this, a ball of rage welled up within Charlotte. She lunged forward and picked

the man’s head and shattered against the crystal chandelier behind

the table, causing a huge racket as they did

her seat and ran to hide behind

shards, but the crystal shards sliced open her arm, causing her to bleed

let out a

Simon dashed downstairs

has disgraced the family enough as it is, and yet she dared to…

about to wail about the injustice that had been done to her, but she caught Charlotte’s

finger at Charlotte. “How dare you injure a member of

things to me first!” the latter snapped as she glared coldly at him. “I don’t care if you call me all sorts of names, but if

“You…”

alright,” Simon said, trying desperately to salvage the situation, “we’re

acts like a whore, but she won’t let anyone criticize her for it! And when someone does,

“Thomas, don’t say that…”

if I leave in the middle of this meal. I’ll drop by and visit you and the missus another day.” At that, Thomas stood up and stalked out of

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