Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“That’s right!” Taylor let out a hearty laugh.

Henry guffawed along with him. He secretly squeezed Zachary’s hand under the table to remind the latter to smile.

Zachary couldn’t bring himself to smile. His silence was an act of consent.

Delighted, Sharon planted a kiss on Zachary’s cheek before she hugged his arm and leaned onto his shoulder intimately.

She was clearly overjoyed.

The crowd broke out in loud cheers and thunderous applause. Cameras flashed around the hall as everyone recorded the announcement of the grand wedding.

Charlotte gazed at Zachary blankly as her heart shattered into pieces before sinking into a deep abyss.

Isn’t this what I have always wanted?

Why does it hurt so much to see Sharon leaning into his arms?

She stared at the ground and told herself to smile.

Yes, I should be laughing out loud to show Zachary I never cared about him. I should be congratulating him so he’d get disgusted with me and let me off.

couldn’t make herself

declared Spencer before

she was safe now. After all, she was

her to threaten

had

made her way backstage to leave this noisy hall. It was so noisy as everyone gave their blessing to the couple. I

landed on Charlotte, she was halfway to the exit, like this had nothing to do

she doesn’t care at all. She can’t

expression clouded over as fury rose in his heart. He stood up, ready to

out to grab him, but she was no match for the man. He had barely taken a

instinctively, the sight of Sharon lying limply on the ground greeted his sight. She was spitting out blood

over to carry her. “What happened? Why are

summon the doctor,”

left to arrange for

surrounding reporters and deleted the photos of Sharon fainting earlier. They

dashed over and picked her up before

to the stairs in a daze when someone suddenly bumped into her. Losing her

noticed Zachary rushing into the