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.

deep breath and wiped her tears away. “You must stay safe

face. “Don’t

burned within her when she thought of her

car arrived at Happy Avenue. Michael opened the car door and helped Charlotte

Charlotte quickly. “I don’t want to

worried. “I must ensure you and

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

insisting. “I’ll stay here and watch over you as you go upstairs. If everything’s fine,

embraced Michael warmly. “Michael, stay

you leave Zachary’s side in the future, or

“Got it…”

spinning around and walking into the neighborhood briskly. Soon, she

children, not even wanting to wait

her fingerprint and flung it open. To her surprise, two policemen were standing in the house, both

was so