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…”

self-introduction the second she sat down. “Hope you can

“We shall

he was talking, he gave

way, Miss Gold,” he

for a conversation, why is he sending her out already?

and asked cautiously, “Mr. Nacht, can we exchange our

her

Miss.”

to utter another word of protest, Nancy reluctantly

sight of Charlotte’s ferocious female 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 glare within

gnashed his teeth in fury upon seeing

damned woman, I will

asked out of curiosity and lifted his eyes to peer at Ben. He was quietly savoring the wine he had poured for himself when Ben had said those words, no doubt

“Yesterday during the car accident, it was her who came out of the car and started hollering at me. She even had the audacity to glare at me just a minute

looks like she has great combat skills, you might not be able to beat her if there was a duel,” teased Zachary with

I’m one of your

combat, then we’ll see.” Zachary rolled his

she’s one of Ms. Lindberg’s people, and I dare not cross

loud noise came from outside. “What the

It was Marino!

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