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.”

does he

to a rich family. Besides that,

playboy and very flirtatious. His girlfriends come and go as often as he changes his clothes. If

was just curious. Don’t worry. I don’t have any funny ideas…” Charlotte awkwardly laughed it off. It seems like he was not the “Gigolo in

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

We all miss

you so long to come

did you not visit

Chris frowned and scoffed, “All of you are making too

felt like those women

an angel, while this

appetite today. After ordering so much, can you stomach

much,” Chris spat, then ordered the women, “Wait outside for

were unhappy that their

“Get out!” Chris fumed.

women

men at the other two tables were salivating and lusting over those beautiful women, unable to tear their gaze

with you

and put on his jacket. “Take care

“Understood!” Peter obliged.

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

her contract. “Sir,

you can wear whatever you