Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

What Jesse said was actually true, but Chris wouldn’t believe him at that point.

His symptoms and discomfort were worsening, and the toxicology report from the hospital in Fairlake had confirmed the poisoning.

To make matters worse, Jesse’s men grabbed him and brought him over before he could even confront Jesse about it.

After a brief confrontation, Jesse explained his side of the story and demanded that Chris sign the share transfer agreement. When Chris refused to do so, Jesse shot his subordinates dead right in front of him.

Chris was still struggling to come to terms with what had just happened.

I know Jesse is greedy and ruthless, but I didn’t expect him to just resort to violence like this! How can I even believe a single word he says?

peacefully as the ‘Mr. Nacht’ you are pretending to be.

on the floor with his toe as he continued with an icy-cold look in his eyes, “Well,

The look in his eyes was filled with a fit of burning anger, and his knuckles were cracking from how tightly he was clenching his

from lashing out because he knew he was no match for

even be walking out of

the pen with his bloodstained hand. He then signed the name “Zachary Nacht” on

after all! Your signature is exactly like Zachary’s!” Jesse exclaimed

and continued glaring at him

and said, “Go get your husband cleaned up, Nancy. He’ll be

Daddy.” Nancy replied with a nod before telling

Chris’ eyes as he stared at the two corpses one final time before leaving

Chris all covered in blood. Instead, they all seemed so used to it that even the housekeepers simply shot him

how often such incidents have taken place

had the servants help clean him up and get him a fresh change of clothes. She then sat down on the sofa to have a drink while she tried to process her

choices, weighing the pros and cons of each choice to determine the