After glancing at the men, Charlotte’s frown deepened. She dismissed them with a flick of her fingers.

“It’s not them?” Peter uttered in disbelief.

“Just leave,” growled Lupine.

Peter led the hosts out hastily. He came in alone afterward and asked wearily, “Ms. Lindberg, those were the hosts who matched your description.”

“Maybe he change his clothes?” Lupine suggested.

“That might be possible. I’ll go look for him again.” Peter was about to leave when Charlotte stopped him.

“Wait!”

“Yes?” replied Peter as he came to a stop by the door.

be that he’s not a

He doesn’t seem

host, why would he be wearing a

are higher-ups in their companies. They want to relax here, served by our hosts and hostesses. None of them will wear

personality and character. Some of them don’t even look like hosts and

Charlotte carefully, afraid of offending

nothing and drank

Lupine commanded

Peter left to

bottle of wine reached its bottom. Charlotte lost her patience and flung her glass out

Crash!

servers in the room dashed

hands clean and stood

her while the other bodyguards

when Peter rushed over with a few other hosts. At the sight of Charlotte, he exclaimed, “Ms. Lindberg, I’ve brought our top

cast them an indifferent glance before stalking

of the top hosts came to her and

her

take look at me first? I’m sure

host then took off his

Charlotte realized he was telling the truth. Strangely, however, she felt repulsed by the

across the host’s face. He reached

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