Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

During lunch, Charlotte was still wondering whether Zachary and Gigolo In Debt were actually the same person.

If he was, why is he doing this sort of role play with me? He even promised to pick me up. Wouldn’t that just expose himself? But if he’s not, why do the look so similar? Borderline identical!

While she was deep in thought, a soft voice suddenly startled her. “I heard that you’ve been transferred to Level 68, Charlotte. Congratulations.”

“Thank you.” Charlotte looked up. It was Yolanda.

Charlotte recalled the incident where Wesley attacked her. Even though she could not find anything, something still felt really off with Yolanda.

quite a while since it happened so Charlotte could not recall the details, but seeing Yolanda still made

food tray and said with an apologetic tone. “When Mr. Holt attacked you, I really wanted to rush

It’s

you forgive me. We’re still friends right?” Yolanda

standpoint, Yolanda was totally in the clear. All Charlotte had was a gut feeling, and

Have one!” She handed the cup to Charlotte, and even placed a straw

much about it. She took a few sips and continued with

was occupied with work. After what happened with Mr. Sterk, Melody was

executive secretary, so they had to redistribute

could in order to get

an eye, it was time to get off work so she sorted

Charlotte felt really hot and thirsty the whole afternoon so she drank a lot

few past colleagues walked in when it stopped at the thirteenth floor. They all congratulated Charlotte on

them with a smile. No one besides Yolanda looked me in the eyes back when I was demoted to the security department. Now

was in her head, Charlotte’s phone suddenly rang and she immediately picked it up. “Hi, are you

around