Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte had no saying at all because Sharon would get to make the call on the former’s behalf as long as Zachary wasn’t against the idea.

After Charlotte returned to her room, she took things out on the pillows, throwing everything that was on the bed—including the linen—to the ground.

She felt as though she had turned into a loser after she got into a relationship with Zachary. Occasionally, she thought she was a mistress that would have to deal with the wrath of Sharon—Zachary’s legal spouse.

Nevertheless, she wasn’t his mistress because Zachary wasn’t married, and he had never publicly announced his relationship with Sharon.

As a matter of fact, she was not aware of Sharon’s presence.

Suddenly, Lucy’s voice could be heard, asking gently, “Charlotte? Are you in there? Your room isn’t locked. Can I come in?”

“Lucy! Are you going back? Can I tag along with you?” Charlotte brought up her request immediately because she couldn’t wait to leave the resort.

“I will be staying back because there are a few things that require my attention. I’ll be staying next door. We’ll spend a night here and return to the company tomorrow.”

“I guess we’ll have to do that…”

said, “Ms. Blackwood has instructed someone to deliver

had no intention to put the person in charge in a

a few delicate-looking

of the trio asked cordially, “Ms. Windt, Ms. Blackwood has instructed us to bring this over to you. Are you free? Can we

up to turn down their request because she had no intention to

whispered, “A lot of guests from the upper echelon and the corporate world will be joining us tonight.

Charlotte told the stylists and make-up artist, “Please express my utmost gratitude

return to her anymore.” The trio put on a pitiable front and stated in an aggrieved manner, “Ms. Windt, please have mercy on us because it is not easy to get a job these

in to their request again when she heard their

over and discuss something with Mr. Ben.”

sitting in front of the dressing table, allowing them

ago, they wouldn’t have to wash her hair anymore. In order to get her hair styled, a simple blow dry was sufficient. Since she had flawless skin, they merely

were done with her look, they helped her to get changed into the

put it on, she stared at herself in the mirror wide-eyed. “What the heck is

exposing her busty

with a train, it had a high split that was all the way up to her inner thigh.