Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

After Lucy left, Charlotte washed her face by the sink and reminded herself to be careful. You can’t mess up again.

However, she turned furious at the thought of Zachary.

He’s the one two-timing and flirting with another woman right in front of me! Why does he get to stay so calm while I get all worked up? It’s not like I’m the one who’s wrong!

Still… we’ve never had a normal relationship. Everything’s been transactional, to begin with, and we’ve always remained together in secret.

Can I really expect him to be as loyal as a normal boyfriend should be?Now that I think about it, it’s not like I ever wanted to be in a proper relationship with him in the first place.

I relented just because I was helpless against his incessant threats.

Haven’t I always been hoping for him to grow tired of me so that I can finally be free again?

Why am I getting so worked up from seeing him acting all flirty with another woman?

No, Charlotte. This is just wrong. Stop it!

Charlotte took a deep breath and used her fingers to pull her lips into a smile. Stay calm and relaxed. You’ll be stronger if you rid yourself of all your desires.

You won’t be affected as long as you don’t care!

Reminding herself over and over again, Charlotte walked out of the bathroom and began to seriously immerse herself in work.

The clock struck eleven just as she finished tidying the pantry, and the meeting had ended too.

room, Charlotte and Dani sorted out

busied themselves, a tall, familiar figure walked in and

Nacht,”

up at him before quickly lowering her head to resume

everyone out of the room. Charlotte prepared to leave as well, only to

backward due to the force, Zachary swiftly hooked one of its legs with his foot, pulling the chair

his hands on the armrests and leaned toward Charlotte, just like a wild beast trapping

anything, Charlotte glared at Zachary with a

and a ton of questions, she waited

her expression and grabbed her chin.

silent, but

I not be

godd*mn lion when you’re jealous, yelling about and complaining

allowed to

like a

over to

Charlotte furiously pushed him

a look. Were you

her pencil

“Zachary!”

rang from outside, and the door to the

and stood up, kicking the