Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“So there’s a mini-bar here? I didn’t know that.”

Fleur was rather surprised. Though it had only been a month since she began working here with Peter, she deemed herself a know-it-all who was familiar with working in Sultry Night.

She had not dared enter the VVIP room and did not know that the room had such a unique design.

“I… I just discovered this too.” Charlotte tried to suppress her panic and sneaked a nervous glance at Zachary.

Zachary was still on his phone. It seemed that there were some bad news, and his face looked grim.It had been about half a month since she last saw him. He seems to have lost some weight…

“You have sharp eyes. Alright, do the preparations. I’ll open the red wine,” Fleur replied.

“Okay.” Charlotte took out two buckets of ice and placed them down.

On the other hand, Fleur had opened the red wine and was about to pour some into the decanter.

Charlotte instinctively stopped her and said, “Hold on. The wine will taste better if you chill the decanter with some ice first.”

“Is that so?” Fleur asked, keeping her voice low.

“Yes.” Ben came over, eyeing Charlotte from head to toe. She has a very good figure, but this uniform? This costume is a bit much…

“Let her handle this.” Ben gestured.

so, Fleur handed over the red wine and the decanter

few ice cubes into the decanter and gave it a light

she was so graceful that there were no

poured away the ice cubes in the decanter and poured the

used a lighter to blast a small flame on Zachary’s wine glass before

step that she carried out seemed smooth and

did you learn this from?”

replied, pinching her

glanced at her before looking back at his

obvious that he

keep her identity hidden, she was a

spotted her straight away even though she had worn oversized clothes and covered herself from head to

like he has forgotten me, now that he’s

Ben told the two of them, knowing

gave a ninety-degree bow and retreated as she

Charlotte followed suit.

is it? Are the problems severe” Ben asked

shouldn’t have been any problems at all. Somebody must have messed with the programming of our products,” Zachary said, his brows furrowing

to the