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.

table. Waving at her, she exclaimed, “I have prepared all of these just for you.

the sumptuous spread on the table, Charlotte was delighted to see

forward to your return for two long years.” 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

you, Mrs. Rawlston.”

realize how well these senior housekeepers have been treating me, it suddenly dawns on me that my former self wasn’t so

couldn’t wait any longer, so they have

Charlotte

“Ms. Windt…” She faltered before adding, “Where’s Mrs. Berry? Did she come back with you?

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

expression, “Did I say something wrong? Please don’t mind me asking about Mrs. Berry. We became really good friends during her stay here. I’ve been missing her so much these

on,”

“What happened? She was perfectly fine when she

quavering voice, she stated, “I’ll seek revenge for

streamed down her face, her heart sank. “What about you, Ms. Windt? How did you

Charlotte had