Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“What do you mean?” Charlotte glared at him.

“After doing all you can to escape from the Laurent family, now you want to go back to him?” Zachary demanded irritably. “Did you forget what he did to you just after a few weeks? What is inside that heart of yours? It must be filthy and foolish.”

“You’re nuts.” Charlotte didn’t want to waste time arguing with him. “It’s none of your business,” she declared heatedly.

Having said that, she spun on her heels to leave. Without warning, Zachary grabbed her wrist and pinned her to the wall.

He growled menacingly, “Charlotte Lindberg, if you weren’t the mother of my children, I would’ve stayed out of your matters. Pull yourself together, please. You’re a down-and-out socialite from the Lindberg family, so the Laurent family won’t be nice to you. You’ll merely invite death if this goes on.”

and tried to free herself, but Zachary refused to let her

struggle when a

Louis standing not far away, breathless with anger. He was glowering at Zachary with his

no right to interfere in our business.” The sight of Louis merely stoked Zachary’s fury. He declared arrogantly, “Your engagement is over. I was the one

go now!” Louis roared

way, the more infuriated

and said in a provoking manner, “Your fiancée?

He whipped out a dagger out of nowhere and aimed

“No, Louis!” Charlotte screamed.

he clenched his fists, ready

of the

ensued. It was as if time itself

eyes in shock as

in his tracks, shocked

held on to the dagger firmly, and the sharp edges cut

and

Louis shrieked. He released his grip on the dagger, trembling profusely. “W-Why did

Charlotte’s hand to stop her from losing too

by the sight that greeted her eyes. At once,