Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Just as Charlotte wanted to share more about Windt Corporation, she suddenly received a text on her phone. Hector here. I’ll be waiting for you at the parlor!

When she saw the message, her heart skipped a beat.

How did Hector get my number? He even messaged me… Could someone who’s pretending to be Hector trying to lure me over?

Charlotte turned around and looked at where the Sterlings were seated at. Simon, Amanda, and Luna were dining at the table, but Hector wasn’t there.

The number from which the text had been sent was indeed Hector’s. He was still using the same number from before, so Charlotte was rather certain that it was really him who had texted her.

However, she did not wish to be involved with him again.

me if there’s anything you want to say. It’s not

talk to you face to face. I only need five minutes of your time. Take the exit on your right – you’ll be able to see me

with Hector years back. He had said the same thing – that he would wait for her outside her house and would

see him out of spite. It had poured heavily at night. She had assumed that he would have left, but he had waited in the rain the entire night. Because of that, he

felt uneasy as those memories surfaced in her mind. She put down her

phone. A frosty glint flashed in his eyes, and an indecipherable expression appeared on his face

Charlotte out

right side of the hall, the latter saw Hector immediately. He was smoking at the

Hector looked down and walked into the restroom next

can wait for me here,” Charlotte

and stood outside

the ladies’ and was about to text Hector when she saw a white figure flash past

let out a shriek before trying desperately to struggle out of Hector’s embrace. “Let

ensured that there’s no one else around,” the

instinctively and crossed her arms in front of her chest in a defensive stance. “Mr. Sterling,

you so guarded against me?” He was feeling pained. “Could it be that you’ve really gotten together with

your business,” she replied with a frown. “Please remember that

regret it so much… “ The man downcast his eyes, feeling frustrated. “What happened back then was a mistake. It’s my fault for not