Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Is he going to mad again if I’m late?

qWith worry gnawing at her, Charlotte urged the taxi driver to go faster.

Finally, the taxi pulled up in front of the building in Happy Avenue at nine fifty-eight. However, Zachary’s car was nowhere in sight.

Charlotte thought perhaps he would only arrive at ten sharp since every second counted for a businessman like him.

Hence, she waited by the roadside for two minutes, but there was still no sight of him.Maybe he’s caught in traffic?

Or something important cropped up?

Charlotte waited for a few more minutes, but when he still did not come, her head drooped with disappointment.

She speculated that he was probably angry because she didn’t answer his call earlier and decided not to come.

Or perhaps he was busy placating Sharon and her father after what happened in the ward.

Whatever. Come or don’t come, it doesn’t matter to me!

In fact, I’d rather he never come again.

Charlotte took in a deep breath and marched into the residential estate, all the while giving herself a mental pep talk. Stop thinking about that b*stard. You’re fine without him, Charlotte. He can do whatever the hell he wants…

deep into her thoughts, the elevator door dinged open to show a familiar figure standing

at him, thinking she

things after

What?

in or not?” Zachary

you doing here?” Charlotte entered

answered

you didn’t see me

Zachary remained silent.

nine fifty-eight sharp and I waited for you downstairs, but you weren’t there. What’s

waited for me downstairs?” Zachary

said you’d pick me up at ten,” Charlotte answered

into his arms, gazing at her intimately. “So, you

“N-No, I wasn’t.”

to admit that she was indeed looking forward to seeing him, or

lifted her chin and nibbled

Charlotte frantically pushed him away. “There’s

where we left off.”

home with me?” Charlotte blanched in horror.

her. “Are you that ashamed