Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte groggily woke up after a long sleep.

When she did, she realized she was on her bed back at the Nachts’ residence; every part of her body was aching.

She tried to return to her sleep, but many questions flitted across her mind instead—the interrogation, the truth, and the secret.

Those thoughts sobered her up, making her search for her phone in a panic.

“What are you looking for?”

A familiar voice traveled into her ears before the man walked out of the darkness. The mere sight of him made her shudder in apprehension.

“I-I’m looking for my phone.”

Charlotte nervously looked at him as she groaned in a silent regret. How can I fall into such deep sleep?

Has he already interrogated them and found out about the children during these few hours?

“It’s over there.” He pointed to her pillow.

She picked up the pillow and spotted her phone underneath it. However, her phone was switched off——it was out of battery.

her phone still had plenty of battery power left. She could

calls; I picked up for you,” Zachary confessed. “Luna won’t

turned and was about

cried out before tentatively

unfathomable gaze. “What

not form words; all she could do

must have spoken to her. He’s not the kind that anyone can fool; he has the habit

demeanor, he lowered her gaze and muttered, “Someone unimportant like her isn’t worth my

see her?” Charlotte carefully

toward her as he lowered his voice, “You were so passionate and refused to let me go.

“I… I…”

earlier flashed past her mind. To stop him from

Oh, my goodness!

face, wishing the

Zachary’s lips upon finding her silly

are now,” Zachary teased, “You weren’t drunk nor drugged, but you’re rigorous and

Just as Charlotte was about to reply to him, she realized what he had just said. “You’ve seen me

sex

times, it was