Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Surprised, Charlotte paused momentarily before she cautiously confirmed, “Two thousand for an hour? Is that right?”

“If you think that it’s too low, there is still room for discussion…” Peter explained.

“No, it’s alright. I’ll take it.” Charlotte was overjoyed. “I thought I would have to show you my certificates before you would offer such a price…”

“I don’t need a certificate because I can tell how good you are from what I’ve heard thus far.” Peter chuckled, “Okay, you should head backstage to prepare.”

“Yes, of course. Thank you so much,” Charlotte thanked him and promptly headed backstage with another waiter.

Meanwhile, Chris swirled the liquid in his glass while his gaze followed Charlotte.

“Who is the man sitting beside our boss?” Charlotte whispered.

“That is Mr. Broid!” The waiter exclaimed and continued, “He is our boss’ friend and a shareholder of this bar.”

he do?”

heir to a rich

I will like to give you a piece of advice. Mr. Broid is a playboy and very flirtatious. His girlfriends come and go as often as he changes his clothes. If money is your priority, you can go ahead and have fun with him. Otherwise, you can forget about anything else because

awkwardly laughed it off. It seems like he was not the “Gigolo in Debt” because the latter was not some heir to a

leave, a group of sexy and good-looking women rushed into the bar enthusiastically towards

all miss you

so long to come

Mr. Broid. Why did you not visit Sultry

Chris frowned and scoffed, “All of you are

those women could not

angel, while this

today. After ordering so much, can you stomach it?” Peter raised his brows and joked in

much,” Chris spat, then ordered the women,

were unhappy that their client

“Get out!” Chris fumed.

the women

over those beautiful women, unable to tear their gaze away

wrong with you today?” Peter

he got up and put on his

“Understood!” Peter obliged.

the time Charlotte returned from backstage, the man she had mistaken for the “Gigolo

over the details of her contract. “Sir, can I change into something else? I think these clothes are

you can wear whatever you want.” Peter