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.

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

Zachary confessed. “Luna won’t

he turned and was about to

before tentatively asking, “Ha-Have you interrogated

Zachary turned back to face her with his unfathomable gaze. “What

moment, Charlotte could not form words; all she

anyone can fool; he has the

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

You didn’t see her?” Charlotte

slowly walked toward her as he lowered his voice, “You were so passionate and refused to let

“I… I…”

bright red as the images of what happened earlier flashed past her mind. To stop him

Oh, my goodness!

the

lips upon

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

Charlotte was about to reply to him, she realized

sex

times, it was