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.

phone still had plenty of battery power left. She could not help but think: Did the battery go flat

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

said, he turned and

out before tentatively asking, “Ha-Have you

you think?” Zachary turned back to face her with his unfathomable

could not form words;

not the kind that anyone can fool; he has the habit of getting to the

uneasy demeanor, he lowered her gaze and muttered,

You didn’t see her?” Charlotte

toward her as he lowered his voice, “You were so passionate

“I… I…”

blush a bright red as the images of what happened earlier flashed

Oh, my goodness!

her face, wishing the ground

escaped Zachary’s lips

much braver this afternoon than you are now,” Zachary teased, “You weren’t drunk nor

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

had sex with

times, it was