Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Before Charlotte could respond, Helena hung up.

qGripping her phone, Charlotte felt perplexed. She did not know why Helena had the letter. Perhaps, it was a trap or a bait, but she still wanted to find out the letter’s contents.

Even so, after going through so much, Charlotte was wary.

She decided to call Michael, who she had not contacted for a long time.

Soon, the call connected. The man excitedly greeted, “Charlotte!”“Michael, do you still have the letter my Dad sent you?” Charlotte asked without hesitation.

“Yes, of course,” Michael replied. “It is in my house at H City, but I am now in F Nation. What’s wrong? Did something happen to you? I’ll rush over.”

“No, it’s alright.” Charlotte hurriedly stopped him. “I was just wondering about what the letter said.”

“Well…” Michael was stumped.

“Is it a secret about my Dad’s bankruptcy?” Charlotte queried. “Did he tell you who set him up in the letter?”

he immediately comforted her, “The matter happened a long time ago, so you don’t have to bother about it anymore. Your dad did not want me to tell

“I know.”

He would not reveal anything if he did not want to no

you alright?” Michael

pretended casually to make a passing

glad. “That’s great news! You have nobody else to rely on over there. If anything happens, you can get her to help you. She is also a woman, so it would be easier for both of

smiled. “I am about to leave. We plan to meet

a call soon and ask her to look after you,” Michael cheerfully

“Thank you, Michael.”

Charlotte prepared to head out. Within half an hour, she

whole place, and there were no guests

a few bodyguards outside. They looked grim

the restaurant, Charlotte felt like she was in danger.

sat in the middle,

the other woman a death glare. “Tell me, what do you want