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 do?” Charlotte

he is the heir to a rich family. Besides that, I have

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

any funny ideas…” Charlotte awkwardly laughed it off. It seems

sexy

Broid! We all

you so long to come here?

did you not visit Sultry

up!” Chris frowned and scoffed, “All of you are

those women could not hold

an angel, while this bunch

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

too much,” Chris spat, then ordered the women, “Wait

Why?” The women were unhappy that their client

“Get out!” Chris fumed.

the women obediently

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

wrong with you

put on his jacket. “Take care of

“Understood!” Peter obliged.

she

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

wear whatever you want.”