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…”

enough to oppose Zachary right now. If I help you, I’ll only make things worse and push you into an even more dire situation. It’s better

her tears away. “You must stay safe and take

forced out a smile on his face. “Don’t cry. It’s

Renewed hope burned within her when

at Happy Avenue. Michael opened the car

quickly. “I don’t want

worried. “I must ensure you

Charlotte smiled bitterly. “Although Zachary has a lot of horrible habits, a good thing about him is that he always speaks the truth. If he says that my children are at home, they’ll definitely

and watch over you as you go upstairs. If everything’s fine, turn the lights on and off three

embraced Michael warmly. “Michael, stay

side in the future, or

“Got it…”

lingering glance before spinning around and walking into the

her children, not even wanting

open. To her surprise, two policemen were standing in the house, both

was so scared that