Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

After being tied for God knows how long, Charlotte felt her limbs go numb. She tried her best to struggle free but her wrists and ankles were already burning. It felt as if the cloth was going to cut through them.

Finally, she gave up struggling to save herself some energy.

She then noticed it was so quiet outside that she couldn’t hear a thing.

She surmised that the bodyguards and maids must have known that Zachary was furious. Hence, they didn’t dare to anger him further.

Suddenly, her phone rang and she could see that it was Michael that was calling.

She tried to wiggle her arm to answer but wasn’t successful. All she could do was stare blankly at it until the call ended by itself.

After a long time, she noticed a light dancing about her window. She was delighted by it as she knew it must be Michael trying to signal her.

She wanted to respond but her mouth was stuffed. Unfortunately, she was unable to make a sound after all.

She tried turning her body violently so that she could move the bed by force. Or perhaps, push over the vase on the bedside table so that she could make a signal. However, her efforts were futile.

The bed was solid while her hands were secured tightly.

It was impossible for her to escape or even try to reach for anything else.

After a while, the light suddenly went off.

then, she heard the sound of

voice, hoping that she could get

avail as the car

on the bed in despair. Staring at the ceiling, she felt as

was a knock on the door, following

if she had seen her savior, Charlotte pleaded for

light and pushed her medical trolley over. She then removed the

please let me

permission, I cannot

a straw to give her a

again, “Dr. Langhan, please let

“The more you resist or want to flee, the more he would refuse to let you go. In the end, you

stunned at her words. After regaining her senses, she asked anxiously, “What do you mean? Wh-what did he do? What has he done

“Ms. Windt…”

do

what she said as he was about to enter the room. With a devious smile, he sneered, “I didn’t

that, he ordered, “Has the Brown family’s car gone

“Mr. Nacht…”

Charlotte screamed, “Zachary, don’t