Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

There was a flash in his eyes as he squinted them. However, he didn’t intend to take any action yet.

Instead, he fished out a new phone from his pocket and played with it.

“Where’s my phone?”

Only after Charlotte ran for about two hundred meters did she realize she had lost her phone. She had handed all the cash to Zachary, so she was penniless at the moment.

She looked around. This place was fifty kilometers away from her home.There was no way she could go home on foot.

I have neither my phone nor money. I can’t go home like this. What should I do now?

It’s late at night. Only the 24-hour convenience stores are operating. The other shops are closed.

I can’t even hide.

Besides, there is neither a public telephone nor a taxi.

So…

Heaving a sigh, Charlotte headed back to the car.

Well, being tortured by the Devil is better than wandering the street like a homeless person.

“Sir, which brand do you want?” asked the woman enthusiastically.

do.” Zachary looked at his watch. Three minutes top.

do you want day pads or overnight

frowned with

without wings?” Another question came from the

annoyed by her continuous questions. “Give me one of

each? Do you mean each type from every

Zachary couldn’t stand it anymore. His anger

you have to make yourself clear. I

asking

clenching his

me a packet of Kotex overnight pads.

familiar voice rang out. Finally, the awkward situation

the store. Suddenly, her heart

her sanitary pads,

by Charlotte’s interruption. Pointing at

and wrapped her

then queried,

a funny face at him. She received the pads

of cash on the cashier, then walked out of the store

looked at the sanitary pads and suddenly burst into laughter. “I didn’t know you

shut up!” Zachary was annoyed