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.

been quite a while since it happened so Charlotte could not recall the details,

of Charlotte with her food tray and said with an apologetic tone. “When Mr. Holt attacked you, I really wanted to rush to the rescue, but I froze up in fear!

that. It’s

forgive me. We’re still friends right?”

an objective standpoint, Yolanda was totally in the clear. All Charlotte had was a gut feeling, and she did not

took two cups of fruit juice by the way. Have one!” She handed

not think too much about it. She took a few sips and continued with her meal, not

whole afternoon, Charlotte was occupied with work. After what happened with Mr. Sterk,

secretary, so they had to

to get accustomed to her work as soon

eye, it was time to get off work

hot and thirsty the whole afternoon so she drank a lot of water. She kept going to the pantry

colleagues walked in when it stopped at the thirteenth

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

in her head, Charlotte’s phone suddenly rang

around the