Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary cringed slightly in response. He was about to decline when he saw Charlotte heading their way, causing him to change his mind. With a coy but polite smile, Zachary gestured to the door of his lounge. “Please! Come in!”

“Thank you!” chirped Nancy, ecstatic.

Zachary smile, glancing quickly in Charlotte’s direction before leading Nancy into his private lounge, deliberately slowing down his pace.

As he had intended, Charlotte passed by the pair on her way to her own lounge. However, to his dismay, Charlotte merely gave him a look of contempt and walked right past without further thought.

Zachary’s brows furrowed as he frowned. The interaction between Charlotte and Sharon, the way Charlotte was finding fault in Sharon in everything the latter did, the way Charlotte seemed to be getting revenge crossed his mind. All those seemed to prove she really was Charlotte Windt…

So why, upon seeing myself in close proximity with another woman, did she not even flinch?

“Mr. Nacht, my family’s company is entertainment-based. We have signed contracts with many popular celebrities in Koandria…”

can

Zachary nodded half-heartedly. “We shall see, maybe

was talking, he gave a

walked forward and bowed courteously. “This way, Miss Gold,” he said politely, gesturing to the

had just invited her in for a conversation, why is he sending

Nancy took out her phone and asked cautiously, “Mr. Nacht, can we exchange

peered at her

way please, Miss.” Ben

utter another word of protest, Nancy reluctantly got up and leave

bodyguard closing the door of the opposite lounge across the hallway. The latter noticed him too. Though stunned at first, her shocked face turned into a

gnashed his teeth in fury upon seeing

in frustration. “That damned

at Ben. He was quietly savoring the wine

of the car and started hollering at me. She even had the audacity to glare at me

skills, you might not be able to beat her if there was a duel,”

is that possible?” Ben was starting to get anxious. “Mr. Nacht, I’m one of your men, how could you compliment others while putting your own

maybe defeat her in combat, then we’ll see.”

tempted to… but she’s one of Ms. Lindberg’s people, and I dare not

finish his sentence, a loud noise came from outside. “What the f*ck are you doing?”

It was Marino!

aren’t as good as your racing skills,” an