Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte decided that they would have breakfast at a cafe downstairs. After telling Mrs. Berry to take good care of the bracelet, she took the three kids and left.

It was really a waste that the vegetable beef soup that Mrs. Berry had made that morning was completely ruined because of Fifi.

The three kids were feeling so upset about it that they made a pact to ignore Fifi for the next three days.

Just as the kids finished their breakfast at the cafe, their school bus arrived. Charlotte got them on the bus, waved goodbye, and hurried to the company.

What a morning.

Though she tried her best, she ended up being ten minutes late.

Luckily, Lucy could not be bothered to tell her off about it because the product launch event for the company’s latest products was to be held that day, and everyone was doing preparation work on the sixty-sixth floor.

On the other hand, Charlotte, who was just an entry-level Administrative Assistant, was asked to stand by at the reception counter on the sixty-eighth floor.

There were no visitors that day, and Charlotte had a lot of free time on her hands. She decided to read some documents at the reception counter and learn so that she could become a proper secretary soon.

All of a sudden, the doors of the lift opened, and a towering figure emerged from it.

none other than Zachary

furrowed deeply, and his expression was dark. Everything about his body language at that moment spelled anger, as if he were trying

little uneasy, she greeted, “Mr.

to look at her and walked straight past her as he talked via his Bluetooth

to meddle with each other’s operating

“Well, that’s on him!”

Let me tell you this. Stop

he ended the call, he kicked a chair

collided with it, leaving a rather visible mark

little, and

before. Oh my god. If he had been kicking a person and not a chair,

on the wall in fear, Ben came out of the lift and told her, “Get a bucket of ice and bring it into the

to

president’s

down. “Mr. Nacht, the product launch

do that?” Zachary roared. “Ten years ago, our families made the pact before my grandfather to make peace with

already working

it can be resolved!” Zachary growled. “That’s a given. But that madwoman

Summers is in the wrong this time, but perhaps she is doing this

“Who?”