Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1222

Charlotte initially chalked the stray hair to the aftermath of an eventful day, which likely resulted in the maids only managing to change her bedsheets instead of doing a thorough cleaning of her room.

But if I haven’t dumped anything I wore yesterday into the laundry basket in the wardrobe, how could my hair end up there? Are these even my hair? To whom could they belong to? If this is really my hair, how did it end up in here?

Charlotte had Lupine send the strands for analysis.

The results came back sooner than expected. The hair was indeed Charlotte’s, and the red stain was nail polish.

It was a perplexing finding, given that Charlotte, Lupine, and Morgan did not use nail polish.

that someone sporting red nail polish had come

investigated the members of

wore

their nails seemed impeccably neat and showed no

put under surveillance in the hopes of uncovering new

could not make further progress in their investigation

every

he expressed his wish of delivering an apology

a poor appetite over three days of radio silence from Zachary, while

efforts to track him down remained

promising phone call during dinner. He turned to Charlotte, agitated as he said, “Charlotte, Mr. Murphy told

she summoned Lupine. “Get the car ready; we’re

left to

handle the arrangements. I’ll come with you. I’d

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