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?”

to a rich family. Besides that, I have

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

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

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

all

Broid, what took you so

Broid. Why did you not

scoffed, “All of

women could

an angel, while this bunch

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

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

unhappy that

“Get out!” Chris fumed.

women

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

wrong with you today?”

before he got up and put on his jacket. “Take

“Understood!” Peter obliged.

the time Charlotte returned from backstage, the man she had

over the details of her contract. “Sir, can I change into something

whatever you want.”