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.

exclaimed, “I have prepared all of these just for you. There are hot cross bunnies as well as mac and

sumptuous spread on the table, Charlotte was delighted to

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 you like. I also remember that you enjoy sitting by the wall. Come over here, and take your

you, Mrs. Rawlston.”

stupid and incompetent coward. Now that I realize how well these senior housekeepers have been treating me,

placed a napkin on Charlotte’s lap. “Robbie and Jamie couldn’t wait any longer, so they have both eaten.

right,” Charlotte responded

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

upon hearing that familiar name. The silver spoon fell off her hand and landed on the plate with a crisp

say something wrong? Please don’t mind me asking about Mrs. Berry. We became

on,”

happened? She was perfectly fine when she left. We even made plans to

a quavering voice,

down her face, her heart sank. “What about you, Ms. Windt? How did you get through the two years

what Charlotte had gone through over the past few