Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Instead of denying it, Zachary shrugged. He then poured himself half a glass of wine and savored it slowly.

“Why are you doing this?” Charlotte was close to exploding in fury. “Do you have a grudge against my father? Is that why you’re toying with me?”

Hearing those words, Zachary paused and looked at her. “Did someone say something to you?”

“Why? Are you feeling guilty?” Charlotte questioned. “Does my father’s company’s bankruptcy have something to do with you?”

That was the question she wanted the answer to the most. Although it was risky to voice it out, she had no other options.After all, she lacked the ability to investigate him. So she might as well be direct with him.

“Who told you that?” Zachary narrowed his eyes dangerously.

“Seeing that you’re not denying it, does that mean it’s true?”

Charlotte did not want to accept this as her reality, but with how he reacted, it seemed like that was the truth.

Instead of answering her questions, Zachary asked, “Was it Hector?”

matter. “Tell me. Did you

to let him

that, he took out his phone and made

stop him, but Zachary had already ended the call.

of Zachary’s lips curled upward as he cast a mocking gaze on her.

mean? What are you trying to

Charlotte’s mind. All she knew then was that the man in

then, a call came in. “Mr. Nacht, Hector Sterling’s car is parked at the greenway. He says he’s here to deliver something

him in,”

“Yes, Sir.”

call, he looked up at her, and she could see an evil

to do?” A sense of foreboding

it a second, and you’ll find out.” Zachary glanced at her translucent, soaked clothes before ordering,

over the floor. She was about

she

up, Hector’s meek voice came from the outside. “Mr. Nacht, here’s your ruby necklace. My deepest apologies. My wife

you still standing outside? Come in and have a seat.”