Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“What?” The corners of Ben’s lips twitched. “I don’t…”

“If you dare say that you don’t know how to flirt, I’ll cut your tongue off. If you don’t know, then learn! It’s that easy. Don’t tell me it’s more difficult than firing a gun?” Zachary snapped.

“I understand.” Ben lowered his head.

“Okay…” Marino replied nervously, his entire face wrenching up.

Soon, they arrived at Ashenville Garden. Zachary initially wanted to change into a new set of clothes before going there, but Louis had called him yet again to urge him to hurry up. “You’re half an hour late. Everyone’s waiting for you.”

“I’ll be there soon.” Zachary was heading straight for the banquet hall.

Ben asked one of the bodyguards at the hot spring resort to send a set of clothes over.

When Zachary arrived at the banquet hall, he found another car that belonged to the Nacht family parked behind his. Cynthia had also arrived.

come?” Zachary could not help but

some fresh air when I heard that you needed some clothes to be delivered to you. So,

the trouble.” Zachary did not overthink her unexpected arrival despite

to her

back and rest now,” Zachary said, walking

his utter horror, the group of guests in the banquet hall suddenly came out to welcome him, and a woman called Mrs. Morgana immediately spotted Cynthia. “Hey! Isn’t this Mrs. Nacht?” she

the news! Mr. Nacht, I didn’t

immediately gave Ben

urged the bodyguards to bring Cynthia

crisp voice echoed from a distance.

Charlotte had gotten changed and came out, she heard the commotion outside

in question that those people were buzzing about had not gotten out of the car, and Charlotte could

the mysterious woman Zachary was

thing he wanted

are rambling on about and deduce that the Nacht

medical staff was already escorting her out of the

smiled and waved at the guests who

arm, he

the onlookers, they saw it as a kind act

a

and it was too late to reverse

look at Cynthia’s face. The moment her eyes landed on the woman in the distance, a complex yet strange feeling that could not be described with words began surging