Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

As Charlotte was leaving Zachary’s room for lunch, she ran into Cynthia, who was holding a first aid kit in her hands.

The unexpected coincidence made Cynthia fret. Frantically, she stepped aside to make way for Charlotte.

The latter took a quick glance at her, then walked past her.

Cynthia was so anxious that she waited until Charlotte had gone downstairs before she lifted her head to look at her.

An indescribable feeling of hatred and jealousy crept up on her as she gazed at Charlotte’s back.

enthusiastically invited Charlotte over to the dining table. Waving at her, she exclaimed, “I have prepared all of these just

Charlotte was

Mrs. Rawlston doted on Charlotte like a close family member. Her gaze was warm and friendly. “I remember every single dish that you love and the tea that

Rawlston.” Charlotte was

coward. Now that I realize how well these senior housekeepers have been treating me, it suddenly dawns

family.” Mrs. Rawlston placed a napkin on Charlotte’s lap. “Robbie and Jamie couldn’t wait any longer, so they have both eaten. I guess they are probably asleep by now. Mr. Zachary

Charlotte

when she was about to dig in, Mrs. Rawlston asked carefully, “Ms. Windt…” She faltered before adding, “Where’s Mrs. Berry?

name. The silver spoon fell off her hand and landed on the plate

about Mrs. Berry. We became really good friends during her stay here. I’ve been missing her so much these

on,” lowering her

for a while. Upon recovering her senses, she queried further, “What happened? She was perfectly fine when she left. We even made plans to

was killed,” Charlotte interrupted her. In a quavering voice,

Mrs. Rawlston was shocked to the core. As tears streamed down her face, her heart sank. “What about you, Ms. Windt? How did you get through the two years on your

Rawlston struggled to imagine what Charlotte had gone through over the past