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.

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

have to raise my guards

Potter quickly lightened the mood. “The Lindbergs and the Nachts have always equally matched, both equally impressive and should be

“Right!” the crowd chorused.

prepared a place for you to rest. Should I escort you to your

me, everyone.” Charlotte nodded to the people around her with

stopped vibrating with calls and notifications. The moment he stepped foot

away a few inches from his

recall the dinner

of his nose in realization. He had intended to have a conversation with Cynthia, but the sudden change of plans

wonder my phone kept vibrating

I forgot

you in the restaurant for two

of a deal is that?” interrupted Zachary. “She could have just gone back on her own, must she run to you and start

just asking me about your whereabouts. She was

slip away. “Fine, I’ll head back and explain it to her, alright?

our house,” replied Henry before interrogating further. “When are you coming