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…

elevator door dinged open to show

thinking she was

things after thinking

eyes. What?

coming in or not?” Zachary

here?” Charlotte entered

you think?” Zachary answered

you came upstairs to find me because you didn’t see me

Zachary remained silent.

Charlotte gnawed on her lip nervously. “I came back at nine fifty-eight sharp and I waited

for me downstairs?” Zachary cocked a

you said you’d pick me up at ten,”

his arms, gazing at her intimately. “So, you were also

“N-No, I wasn’t.”

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

Zachary lifted her chin and nibbled on her

frantically pushed him away. “There’s a

we’ll go home and pick up where we left off.” Zachary pinched

You’re coming home with me?” Charlotte blanched in

toyed with her. “Are you that