Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte turned around, and noticed that Zachary was indeed making his way toward them with his bodyguards trailing behind him.

q“Isn’t he the guy from the dinner last time?”

Olivia recognized the man right away. The man was practically the center of attention at the dinner at Ashenville Garden last time, someone whom even the nobles were trying to appease. He must be some bigshot.

“What should I do?” All color drained from Kristi’s face as her legs shook. “Has he found out that I was impersonating you and he’s here to teach me a lesson?”

“Don’t worry.” Noticing that Kristi was shuddering, she could not bring herself to drag the latter into more trouble. She exchanged her number with her and dismissed her, “Go on with your work. I’ll handle this.”“Okay, then,” Kristi scurried off.

“Charlotte, did you somehow offend the man?” Olivia asked in a worried tone.

“Maybe.” If I hadn’t recognized him or treated him like a gigolo, then maybe our paths would never have crossed again.

“Let’s go. They’re almost here,” Olivia tried to drag Charlotte along.

The two of them were more than familiar with the hallways. Before long, they found themselves back in Section A. Noticing that they had shrugged off the group, Charlotte heaved a sigh of relief.

“Fleur had arranged for us to help out in section C today. Will she punish us if she realizes that we’re in section A instead?” Olivia was apprehensive about defying Fleur’s arrangements.

Charlotte nudged her friend.

The man shouldn’t be able to find you now. There are a lot of customers here at section A, and it’s alright for you to come here and back them up, or just go along the lines of

“Sure.”

was summoned as soon as

fully booked. Unless one made a prior reservation, otherwise it would be near impossible to get a

and they were shorthanded there. That was why Fleur

had ordered a lot of drinks. Charlotte was especially

the private room and crouched on the floor as she poured the drinks for

a hostess in their arms as they drank and flirted with the girls on the sofa. It was

ogling Charlotte even though another hostess was right in his arms. He rubbed against Charlotte’s thighs with the tip of his toes and flirted, “Hey pretty, you

But I don’t know how to

to drink when you’re working at Sultry Night?” The man smiled slyly and offered,

you’re really

other men burst out

with you,” the other hostesses tried to get Charlotte out

that young though,” The man was still eyeballing Charlotte in a lecherous manner. “I’d even say that she’s well developed by just looking at