Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

To Charlotte’s dismay, one of the customers in that private room was none other than Jackson White, the former vice president of Synder Group.

Back in Ashenville Garden, Sharon had tried to arrange for Jackson and her to get together, and he had also made a move on her, angering Zachary and causing him to lose his place in the project.

To make matters worse, Sharon fired Jackson afterward in an attempt to please Zachary.

Though Charlotte had not seen him at all since the incident, she knew that he probably held a grudge against her for landing him in his unfortunate situation. If he were to find out that Charlotte was the promoter standing before him, he might set her up for trouble.

Sensing the impending danger, Charlotte turned around without hesitation, wanting to leave. However, a drunk customer in the private room grabbed her hand, snorting, “Hah… This one is really sexy. I’ll have her.”

Panicking, Charlotte shook the drunk man off and stepped back. “I’m a promoter, not a hostess.”

“The hostesses are coming right this moment,” Olivia quickly added.

“Really? You’ve got a pretty good figure for a promoter. Let me take a look at your face too!” His gaze was lustful.

react, the drunk

by reflex, her mask was

was sitting on the sofa, raised an eyebrow and then stared intently at

is a whore like you acting all innocent? I know what you’re here for! So what if you’re a promoter? Name a price. I have all the money!” The drunk man

alcohol. As I said, the hostesses are coming soon!” Olivia

at me!” The drunk man raised his hand and was about to slap

said

I’m buying you tonight! Hmph. Your hand is so smooth. I bet you’re a real beauty.” He cackled

turned his wrist

beginning to feel nauseous and tried to leave the room with

man gestured to his bodyguards, and the towering bodyguards

was as pale as a

do you want?” Charlotte

to screw your sloppy cu*t! If you make me

twice about that. We are in Sultry Night, not a brothel!” Charlotte gave

hint, Olivia whipped out her phone to contact Peter to help

rough! Take them down!” The dirty drunk man knocked Olivia’s phone out of her hands and gave