Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte closed the door and put on the white-laced dress the woman passed her without further ado.

Although the woman wasn’t a match for Charlotte in terms of figures, they were of the same height. Therefore, Charlotte could easily put on the dress.

However, the initially simple-looking dress morphed into an elegant-looking gown as soon as Charlotte put it on.

To prevent others from recognizing her, Charlotte found a piece of white-laced cloth and made it into a face veil to go along with the dress. Her glistering eyes were the only facial feature that was visible to the public.

“That’s a brilliant idea! I don’t think they can tell the difference now!” The woman exclaimed in excitement.

“I want you to stay here and wait for me, okay? I’ll return to you once I’m done with the performance.” Charlotte urged the injured woman to take care of herself and handed over the purse she had to her. “Please take care of these on my behalf.”

“Okay!” The woman nodded vigorously because she was thrilled. “Miss, what’s your name? I’m a student at H City Music Academy. My name is Olivia, Olivia Peyton.”

“My name is Charlotte.” As Charlotte introduced herself, they heard the sound of someone knocking on the door. A few seconds later, Ms. Goldstein’s deadpan voice could be heard. “Why have you locked the door, Olivia? Are you sure you’re giving up on such a rare opportunity?”

of a sudden. She whispered and

and told Olivia to stay

she thought the woman in front of her was Olivia. “What’s going on with the face

woman in front of her wasn’t injured at all. However,

Ms. Goldstein was

stage now.” Charlotte strode over to

and yelled, “W-Who are you? You better don’t mess up

Charlotte walked up the

the spotlight was switched on once again.

bowed at the crowd, she took her seat and started running her fingers across the piano, playing the classic piano piece by Maksim

the classic piece and turned around to check on the talented pianist on

note of the legato music was woven with such beauty as she ran her fingers

most of their

banquet had invited a bunch of students from several institutions to perform on stage. However, they were thrilled by the

and asked, “May I know

she returned to her senses, she inquired, “E-Er… S-She’s a student from a local institution… What do you

this is a world-class performance!” The guest couldn’t help but exclaim because he