Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Is that so?”

Charlotte looked up at Bruce. Prior to this, she had only seen him once when they were in a hurry. Hence, she didn’t take notice. But now that she saw him up-close, she suddenly remembered.

The first day when she returned to H City from the village, her taxi crashed into a Rolls-Royce Phantom. At that time, the man seating beside the driver was Bruce.

Charlotte was shocked as all the pieces fell into place.

If he was sitting beside the driver, that means the person who was hurt and had a tattoo on his waist must be Zachary.At that time, she was puzzled as to why a gigolo would be riding in such an expensive car.

When she met up with him at Sultry Night, she even thought that the car belonged to his rich sugar mommy.

Looking back now, she felt she had been extremely naive.

From the very beginning, Zachary was Gigolo. Despite them resembling each other so much, she was still easily fooled by him.

However, what she didn’t understand was why was he doing all this.

Wait, I have my three children with me then. Did Bruce see them?

If he did, then…

more she thought about it the more uneasy she

made a mistake, I’m sorry,” Bruce apologized with a

best to calm down and quickly left the president’s office. She washed

a glimpse of her from afar. Furthermore, the

all the circumstantial evidence pointed to the fact that Zachary was Gigolo, she knew she could never be sure until she saw the tattoo. Since he already had feelings for

out the rest after that.

thought, Charlotte took a deep breath. After regaining

that, all the major media companies flooded the news with Divine Corporation’s

brought in to arrest all the intruders and to

perpetrators were mostly wounded or unconscious when the police rounded them

were shocked

everyone in the president’s office would be given a three-month bonus for their exceptional performance. They

jumped in

permission to

“Thank you, Ms. Wright!’