Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 77

When she spotted them, Amanda burst into laughter. Rather mockingly, she said, “Oh my, so these are the bastard children that Charlotte is raising! They do look a lot like her. I wonder who’s their loser father…”

“You’re the most impolite witch I’ve ever seen,” Jamie sneered, seething with rage. He picked up a broom and started chasing Amanda with it. “Get out!”

“Get out, get out!

Fifi flapped around the room indignantly, copying the way Jamie had yelled.

“Well, you’re quite something! Aren’t you, you little beast? How dare you try and hit me with a broom?” The woman avoided Jamie’s broom deftly and cursed Charlotte out at the same time. “Charlotte Windt, you little wench, come out right here now!”

of you,” Robbie said, frowning as he glared at Amanda. “Didn’t your parents teach you to be polite

and said, pouting. Looking rather exasperated, the girl

is this the security department? There’s

of no-good, fatherless little

Angrily, she snapped, “Amanda, you must think I’m an easy target. This isn’t the first time you’ve shown

Charlotte lunged towards the fruit knife on the

out, I see,” Amanda said with a sneer, although she was visibly panicked. “You witch! How dare you swindle your uncle of

The other day, Simon had stuffed a bank card into her

what Amanda had come looking

your facts straight. I didn’t ask him for it—he was the one who gave it to me,” Charlotte said coldly. “I would never touch a cent of the White family

give the card back to me! Stop pretending to be all high and mighty. If you didn’t want the money, you would never have accepted the card in

get it now,” Charlotte said, pointing the knife

Mrs. Berry shoved Amanda out of

ran over and crowded around Charlotte. “Who’s that witch outside our door? Why

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