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

to a

Broid is a playboy and very flirtatious. His girlfriends come and go as often as he

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

about to leave, a group of sexy and good-looking women

We all

Broid, what took you so long to come

did you not visit Sultry Night

frowned and scoffed, “All of you are

women could not

is an angel, while this bunch is

much, can you stomach it?” Peter raised his brows and joked

then ordered the women, “Wait outside

The women were unhappy that their client

“Get out!” Chris fumed.

women obediently

tables were salivating and lusting over those beautiful women, unable to

wrong with you today?”

before he got up and put on his jacket. “Take care of the lady

“Understood!” Peter obliged.

she had mistaken

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

whatever