Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

After a while, Charlotte struggled to leave the bed and dragged herself towards the door. To her dismay, the door was locked from the other side. She knocked on the heavy door frantically and yelled, “Is there anyone outside? Let me out! Let me out!”

There was dead silence outside the room.

Charlotte twisted the doorknob hard, but to no avail.

She had to give up twisting it and switched to look out of the window. The moment she looked down from the window, she was stunned.

It was indeed a strange building. She was at the height of approximately ten levels from the ground, with concrete walls all around her. Oh no! There isn’t any furniture for me to step on! No chance at all for me to escape from this window!

This looks exactly like a classical castle in fairy tales!

If I dare to jump down from this window, I will surely become shattered pieces!

Looks like I have no chance to survive at all unless my abductors change their minds and release me!

Who was it that locked me up here?

the various types of sumptuous food served on the crystal dining table — there were dishes of the French Cuisine: foie gras, snails, steak, bread, fruit salad, red wine and

closer to her nose, and her eyes lit up at the fragrance. This is undoubtedly the limited edition from

abductor is

Is it Sharon?

by her. It’s impossible that I can

around the whole room again, trying to

oil paintings on the wall were authentic masterpieces. Even the floor vases at the corner were all invaluable antiques. My goodness!

Who is she?

woman. She gave up after quite a while, accepting the fact that

food in front of her, Charlotte had no appetite at all. I’m really worried about my three babies, and Mrs. Berry.

searching high and low in the room, Charlotte finally spotted her phone. She was ecstatic and intended to call Zachary at once, yet there was totally no

her phone and slot it back, restarted her phone, yet there

the bed in despair, not knowing what

again as she continued to gaze aimlessly at the oil paintings on

to trace

senses momentarily before he drifted into unconsciousness again. The Nacht family tried their best to keep it a secret, not

family was also feeling uneasy with Henry’s condition. Taylor had cancelled his plan to leave this week right after knowing about what had happened to Henry. He could only stay at his place in H City, praying hard for

was still in a trauma after witnessing what had happened to Henry that day. She was unusually quiet these few days, waiting for the latest update