Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“All right,” Charlotte mumbled weakly. “I’ll move out right away.”

“Be sure to move out before midnight, or else I’ll get someone to help you with you,” Peyton uttered. “For now, I need you to pay your penalty fees first.”

Left with no choice, Charlotte could only pay the fee before she hurriedly looked for houses.

Fortunately, the house she rented was fully furnished. As such, she did not have many things to move.

She placed the pieces of furniture she owned and her suitcase in the security room before she went to the housing agency to look for houses.

As she had to work on Monday, she had to finish moving by the end of today.

a house that was near her office. The rent was thrice the

importantly, no one knew about

no one could come and disrupt

opened, Charlotte rushed there and deposited

her account, Charlotte grinned and exited the place with her head

moving everything into the new house, Charlotte started cleaning up. She only finished cleaning the entire house late into the night. Lying exhausted on the couch, she stared blankly at the ceiling. When she imagined the smiles that would be on her children’s faces when they

day, but she soon fell asleep on

on the television, looked at her gloomily and called out, “Mommy,

not slept under a blanket last night. Pulling her jacket closer together, she was about to fall asleep again when she found out

fed Fifi and washed

off last Friday. Combined with the weekend, she only had two-and-a-half days off, but Charlotte felt as

she had gone through too many

wondered why her colleagues were giving her odd looks and discussing quietly among themselves

“Charlotte.”

from the administration department, Lily, walked over and exclaimed, “Not bad, Charlotte. I never thought you were in that

froze. She had kept her relationship with Hector private, and not many knew about

so I knew you must have pulled some strings. I thought the man backing you was Mr. Holt at first, I never would’ve thought

her words, Charlotte furrowed her brows and questioned, “What the hell? What kinds of rumors