Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Wow! That’s some amazing driving skills!” The bodyguard was excited. “Marino, I think the driver’s better than you.”

“Shut up!” yelled Marino before accelerating to catch up with them.

At that moment, the jeep turned around and sped forward rapidly. It stopped horizontally on the road, forcing the black car to come to a halt.

Marino stopped the car nearby, preparing to watch how the scene would unfold before taking action.

The car door opened and Charlotte walked out with a gun. Clad in black, she exuded a cold aura while a sharp glint flashed across her eyes.

Behind her, seven female bodyguards stood in a line and pointed their guns at the opponents’ cars.

In the meantime, Morgan sat in the car and gripped the steering wheel tightly. If they dared to play any tricks, she would kill them all with her jeep.

over the others like a ferocious beast.

car. She pointed at the people

staring

his eyes and stared at Charlotte in

Shirley instructed the female subordinate at the backseat before

bodyguards followed her out. Including Shirley,

and the rest, they had nothing to

was a sense of familiarity, as if she had

A burly man said in a foreign language. “She

part of the Lindberg Corporation now,” replied Shirley in a deep voice. “Didn’t she lose her memories? Why did she chase

the ones who poisoned me.” Charlotte understood what they were saying. Narrowing her eyes viciously, she walked toward them. “What a coincidence! Let’s settle

understand what we’re saying?” Shirley was

spotted Charlotte from inside the car, he quickly pulled the hand over his

car by the bodyguards, and felt a pang of pain in her heart.

my son? Do you have a death

command, the eagle soaring in the sky shot

gun and shot

earlier, Charlotte

silver bullet shot toward Shirley like a white flash of light and pierced through her