Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary kept quiet at that score and walked away.

Meanwhile, the duo finally finished performing the final piece. Charlotte got up from her seat and bowed at the audience. She turned around in an attempt to express her gratitude towards the mysterious man, but he was nowhere to be found anymore.

She felt dejected, but she couldn’t care less about it. Immediately after the performance, she returned to the lounge for Olivia in the midst of the audience’s thunderous applause.

Olivia, who had been anticipating Charlotte at the entrance, jumped with joy and denoted, “Charlotte! You’re back! You did a great job! I heard it, and it was nothing less than awesome!”

“The last time I played a piano was a few years ago! Let’s put that aside and get changed immediately!” Charlotte suggested with a bright grin.

“Oh! Yes!” Olivia brought Charlotte to the partition and helped her to get dressed.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. They heard Ms. Goldstein’s gentle voice a few seconds later. “Olivia, there a few guests that wish to talk to you. Hurry up and join me after you get changed.”

Ms. Goldstein was no longer the mean and cruel self after the performance.

Olivia panicked and whispered, inquiring Charlotte’s opinion regarding her next best course of action. “What should I do?”

Charlotte removed her white-laced dress and suggested, “Since she’s looking for you, you should join her. After you get yourself changed, put on the face veil and pretend as though you were the one who performed on stage.”

idea because I’ll have to impersonate you!” Olivia had her doubts,

you ever since half an

After she got herself changed, she brought her purse and walked out of

in Charlotte’s way and stopped her. “Charlotte! Can I have your contact number? I’ll

departed right after she gave Olivia

check the surroundings outside of the lounge. Once she ensured no one was around, she let out a sigh of relief. Charlotte had put on the exposing milky white evening gown again. The innocent and elegant-looking pianist was nowhere to

voice could be heard out of the blue. When she turned around, she noticed Michael was right

tiptoed to make sure there wasn’t anyone

and said, “I’m her because I have something

step

into another

you brought me here? What are we supposed to do

you talking about? Zachary?” Michael asked with a frown and started scrutinizing Charlotte’s exposing outfit. “Was he the one who forced you to put on this

business! If you’ll excuse me—” Charlotte tried to push him away because he was

to go out? What sort of business do

her and pinned her to the couch, supporting himself with his straightened arms while he was on top of Charlotte, just like Zachary would every time