Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“That’s brilliant!” Zachary curled up his lips into a smile. “But I’d like to correct you on one thing only. Once this year’s data is revealed, Nacht Group will still come first!”

“You seem confident,” Charlotte commented with her eyebrow still raised. “How are you so sure, that Lindberg Corporation wouldn’t overthrow Nacht Group from the first place this year?”

Zachary flashed her a good-mannered grin. “Well Ms. Lindberg, most of the assets of Lindberg Corporation are in Epea and Adrune. In the Aploth Chamber of Commerce, naturally, Nacht Group located here in Aploth has a higher advantage! I believe Danrique Lindberg will think so too!”

Hearing those words, Charlotte had no words to refute the argument. In all reality, she couldn’t care less about the ranks. It was the sight of Sharon that lit the fuse. Charlotte did not know why, but something about Sharon Blackwood just rubbed her the wrong way, irritating her to no end, and all she wanted is to counter everything Sharon said or did.

That was what provoked her to do what she had done earlier.

“Excuse me.” Zachary placed down his champagne flute and left with a polite nod.

at his silhouette, frowning slightly. This man gives the impression of a calm and collected gentleman, yet he can

have to raise my guards

Mr. Potter quickly lightened the mood. “The Lindbergs and the Nachts have always equally

“Right!” the crowd chorused.

you to rest. Should I escort you to your private lounge?” Mr. Potter approached Charlotte cautiously, in fear that he might accidentally

her with

his phone had not stopped vibrating with calls and notifications. The moment he stepped foot into the hallway, Zachary picked up the call.

the phone, causing Zachary to pulled his phone away a few inches from his ear. “First you made plans to go out with Cynthia, then you refused to

Only then did he recall the dinner reservations

but the sudden change of plans threw him off track, causing him to push the matter to the back of

my phone

of plans. I forgot to inform

you in the restaurant

could have just gone back on

asking me about your whereabouts. She was

about what? What could possibly happen to me?” Zachary’s patience was beginning to slip away. “Fine, I’ll head

Henry before interrogating further. “When are you coming