Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“H-How dare you hit Ms. Windt?”

qMrs. Berry was livid, grabbing the thermos in front of her and throwing it at Sharon.

Although Sharon successfully dodged it, her body wasn’t spared from the hot soup inside. Her shrieks instantly reverberated through the room as the soup scalded her. With a pained and outraged expression, she roared, “You damned old lady! How dare you?”

“What? I was just doing your parents a favor by teaching their uncultured daughter a lesson.”

Mrs. Berry got down from the bed and helped Charlotte up.“Boys!” Sharon pointed at Mrs. Berry with an unrelenting gaze as she ordered, “Take her down.”

Two bodyguards walked in and were about to tackle Mrs. Berry.

Charlotte quickly stood in front Mrs. Berry, shielding her. “Don’t you dare lay a finger on her!”

“What if I want to?” Sharon rushed forward and shoved Mrs. Berry hard.

Mrs. Berry was knocked against the bed and fell to the ground, causing the IV needle on the back of her hand to pierce deeper into her flesh, instantly drawing blood.

Seeing this, Charlotte flew into a rage and landed a hard slap on Sharon’s cheek.

The crisp sound echoed through the room.

shock. To be precise, she had never

immediately formed on

dare you hit me?” Sharon’s eyes went wide with fury as she screamed hysterically, “I’m gonna

she lunged

Mrs. Berry rushed over

sprung to action, pulling Mrs. Berry away, but the latter used her heavy weight to her advantage and put up

to help Mrs. Berry, but her hair was

without a fight, Charlotte unsheathed her claws

rushed in and swiftly restrained Charlotte, twisting her arms

Sharon raised her arm and was about to slap

roar

hand froze midair and she looked back, gasping in shock, “Daddy?

them go,”

their grip and stepped

to support

Berry’s hand. The needle had

like a sharp blade driving into her heart. As she held Mrs. Berry’s

Taylor’s brows

“Daddy…”

get out!” Taylor shot a glare

Sharon pointed at Charlotte