Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

As Charlotte served the beers and jotted down the orders, she suddenly caught sight of someone who looked all too familiar. Her heart almost missed a beat upon looking at him from behind.

It’s him!

Every time Zachary visited Sultry Night, he would don a black leather jacket and cover his face with his unique black mask. Even in the dimly lit hallway, his tall stature still exuded strength and screamed power.

The aura around him made him seem like a god of the underworld.

But why is he here?Is he coming here to fool around with the hostesses too?

In an instant, countless thoughts flooded into Charlotte’s head. She fixed her gaze on him with mixed emotions.

Only when Zachary entered his usual private room did she turn her head around.

“Charlotte, what’s up?” Olivia tapped on Charlotte’s shoulder playfully.

“Nothing. Room V11 wants some ice. I’ll go get it,” Charlotte replied, coming to her senses.

“I can go instead. There’s another group of customers in that private room over there. They just arrived, so you can go in there and maybe get a big order or two! Get going! Good luck!” Olivia took her tray with a bright smile.

“Hah… alright!”

It had been a week since she started working, but the number of orders

art of using the right words

a customer into buying expensive drinks, Charlotte still acted stiffly. Unable to hold back her impatience any longer, Fleur gave Charlotte a final warning and told her that she would be

was a huge slap in Charlotte’s face and gave her a reality check. She knew that she had to work much

opportunity she could find to help Charlotte get bigger orders from more

here within days, and some made enough to buy their houses in the short span of a few months! Now, look at you! It’s

course, I do! It’s just that I’m not that sociable… But I’ll work

Work hard, make that bread, and we shall leave the place. We can’t be working here our whole lives, can we?” Olivia lamented, putting an

to be the top promoter tonight!” Charlotte shook

get going! That’s a VVIP

“Yeah!”

a deep

that she would be able to get some impressively big orders from that private room. After all, Zachary was the customer in there. He had bottles

hiding her identity from him. Will

still looked skimpy, and it looked as if she was showing