Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte glanced at Fifi, who was lying on a cushion and sleeping soundly in the cage. If she did not notice the slight heaving of its chest, she would’ve thought that it was dead.

Who fed Fifi alcohol?

An impish face flashed across Charlotte’s mind. Who else can it be other than him?

“We can leave now!” Michael, who had finished changing his clothes, grabbed his car keys and strode out.

“Okay.”

Both of them rushed into the car, which zoomed toward Happy Avenue.

To ensure Michael’s safety, a few bodyguards tailed them in another car.

Neither Charlotte nor Michael spoke throughout the journey. Only after they arrived at the entrance of Happy Avenue did she say, “Michael, I know that it’s really despicable of me to say this, but I have no choice. Let’s not meet anymore.”

She choked up when she spoke, “I can’t drag you down with me, and I don’t want this torment to ensue. Really…”

Michael was extremely reluctant, he decided to concede. “I’m not capable enough to oppose Zachary right now. If I help you, I’ll only make things

and wiped her tears away. “You must stay safe and take

face. “Don’t cry. It’s a good thing that you’ve found your

her when she

opened the car door

“I don’t want to cause you any

Michael was still worried. “I must ensure you and your children’s

good thing about him is that he always speaks the truth. If he says that

over you as you go upstairs. If everything’s fine, turn the lights on and off three times. In that case, I’ll know that

embraced Michael

he reminded, “If you leave Zachary’s side in the future, or if you need my help, you can contact

“Got it…”

walking into

children, not even wanting to

lift, she quickly unlocked the door with her fingerprint and flung it open. To her surprise,

was so