Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 157

“Oh god, you’re going to kill him at this rate!” A sudden realization struck Charlotte, and she began pulling on Zachary’s arm. “Let him go!”

Chris’s eyes had already rolled back, and his hands were drooping down like two lifeless sticks.

At last, Zachary came to his senses and loosened the grip on his right hand.

Chris immediately fell to the ground, half paralyzed with fear.

Sighing, Zachary carried Charlotte into his car and took off.As they left the scene, Ben appeared with his subordinates. As they cleaned the place up, he said, “Send Mr. Broid to the hospital.”

“Yes sir.”

…

In the car, Zachary covered his jacket over Charlotte to keep her warm. His brows were still furrowed, and the fury in his eyes were not entirely gone.

Charlotte’s dress was torn in pieces – half of her chest was exposed, and so were her thighs. She was in a complete mess, but there was a striking sexual appeal to it.

Biting her lower lip, Charlotte was looking down, all quiet. All that she felt at that moment was shame.

How could I not have recognized that he’s a different person? Am I blind?

Their car came to a halt at the Storm Hotel.

at Zachary, feeling

got off

them, “Your room is

carried Charlotte out of the car and made his

to go home!” She protested under

with a

room prepared for them was the presidential suite they had stayed in four

again, Zachary dumped her into the

up, Charlotte wiped

he said emotionlessly as he

drooped down like a sad puppy as she stared blankly at the bathwater. Why is he treating me

some reason, she felt obliged to listen

be a bad decision. It’s not

the bathroom after the shower, she realized that the hotel room was in complete darkness. The only hue of light was

not seem to work. Feeling scared, she called out

deep voice sounded from the

him sitting on the sofa in a bathrobe, sipping on his

a

knew, she was bumping

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