Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Staring at the dark sky outside, Charlotte got overwhelmed with uneasiness. She felt as though something terrible would always happen on a rainy day.

She feared the whole thing might fail in the end.

“Ms. Lindberg, you don’t have to worry.” Meanwhile, Morgan was not bothered at all. “Taylor is already arrested, while Cynthia and Zara are dead. Sharon won’t be able to make waves by herself.”

“I bet you’re right.” Charlotte nodded in agreement. Sharon is the only one left in the Blackwood family. I doubt if she would be able to make a difference.

However, Charlotte still could not help but worry as she deliberately made a call to Olivia. “Olivia, please be extra careful when you leave the house later. Please wait for my men to pick you up. Don’t leave alone, understand?”

“Understood. Don’t worry.” Olivia hesitated before she spoke again, “Did something happen?”

did not want to startle her. “Make sure you keep Ellie company. I’ll call you again

“Okay.”

looked out of the car again. By then, they had entered the path inside the Garden Villa. Soon, they would be arriving at

she should be able to get her hand on some money. I bet

wrap her

we’re there!” Just then, Morgan reminded

car had stopped moving. The next moment, two bodyguards opened the car door from

of the car. She entered

journalists who had been waiting outside immediately surrounded them. The bodyguards of the Nacht residence swiftly went to control the scene as those

and greeted them with a

last respect

men immediately brought forward the wreaths and

written on the wreath,

acted as though they had discovered a new piece of news. They rushed one after another to capture the big

way. “I’m sorry, Ms. Lindberg.

the journalists?” Charlotte’s lips curled into a

journalists were still taking photos endlessly while casting questions

here to

that Mr. Nacht’s death is related to you.