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.

looked at his watch.

want day pads or overnight pads?” the

frowned

without wings?” Another question came from

annoyed by her continuous

each? Do you mean each type from every brand, with wings and without

Zachary couldn’t stand it anymore. His anger was

make yourself clear. I don’t know

woman kept asking thousands

started clenching

of

familiar voice rang out. Finally,

happened in the store. Suddenly, her heart

car to get her sanitary pads,

interruption. Pointing at Zachary, she asked, “Is he with

nodded and wrapped her hands around

then queried,

escape from you.” Charlotte made a funny face at him. She received the pads from the assistant, then

a stack of cash on the cashier, then

car, Charlotte looked at the sanitary pads and suddenly burst into laughter. “I didn’t know you stopped to get

annoyed and