Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 693

Of course he didn’t want to switch houses. He wanted to be as close to Charlotte as possible.

Here, an even more alluring smile appeared on Zachary’s lips. He turned around and walked straight into the villa.

Mr. Potter didn’t dare to question his decision or ask even more questions. He had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and continue making arrangements for Zachary.

The master bedroom of the villa was huge. The last rays of the evening streamed through the floor-length windows and pooled into a golden spot on the ground.

Zachary took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his stifling shirt. Carrying a wine glass, he made his way to the balcony and sat down on the marble-white recliner. Squinting in the sunlight, he turned to look at the balcony of the adjoining house.

Almost immediately, the balcony door slid opened and out stepped a familiar-looking person. The woman was barefoot and wore her hair down around her shoulders. In a long, flowing silk dress, she looked both relaxed and careless.

Without her aloof, arrogant façade, she appeared more like the innocent, simple Charlotte from the past.

didn’t expect to see you here,

marble-white recliner. She stretched out her

beautiful scenery and beautiful women

and raised his eyebrows with an ambiguous look

commented with a taunting laugh. “What happened to the frigid, ice-cold man that

this side

makeup and letting her hair down, she looked quite the same as before. However, her eyes had taken on a rather arrogant quality, and

came great

you making fun of me, Mr. Nacht?” Charlotte asked, laughing coldly. “I heard that

lot like my wife…” Zachary tried to provoke a reaction from her. “She has been

burst into mocking laughter immediately. “Mr. Nacht, your method of

really not recognize

looked rather confused. Charlotte’s response didn’t seem fake— if it was fake, however, she had to be an exceptionally talented actress

to have no recollection of the past,

as if Zachary was a complete stranger to her. To Charlotte, he was nothing more

I

provokingly, laughing frostily as she gazed

of mockery towards

that she looked a lot like his wife, the needle in her heart had wedged itself a little deeper. The jolt of pain in her

though his words had truly

wonder if

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