Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Bast*rd!” Morgan went ballistic. “Let go of her!”

“Haha…” A slight smile crept up on Chris’ face. “Let’s die together.”

As he spoke, white foam was seen spewing out of his mouth. Gradually, his arm became weaker and his grip loosen. Within moments, his body started to fall.

“Chris!” As a reflex action, Charlotte shouted in shock and grabbed his hand tighter.

At first, Chris shut his eyes anticipating his fall. Little did he know that a hand would stretch out to save him.

His head snapped up with his eyes wide open to stare at Charlotte.

The moonlight beamed on her face, and she looked just as gorgeous and pristine as the first time he met her. A tiny version of his disheveled self could be seen reflected in her clear, bright eyes.

softened. The murderous intent in

his

“Hold on tight, Chris!”

She had no extra energy to think about anything else besides surviving this

Lindberg. We can’t hold on much longer!”

Chris. Clenching her teeth, she uttered, “Don’t loosen

she was in saving him, a conflicting smile appeared on Chris’ face. In a hoarse voice, he lamented, “How nice would

used his last ounce

be silly, Chris!” Charlotte tried to stop him. “I can save

“It’s Nancy Gold!”

the name, Chris wriggled his hand off Charlotte’s grip, stretched

Charlotte screamed hopelessly,

how he presented himself

guy. Though many regarded him as an unruly wild horse, he was

life started going downhill. Perhaps, he was clueless about it too and

her eyes in anguish. She could not accept the fact that there was no way

the hospital. Before he could park the car properly, something smashed into the roof of his Rolls-Royce with a loud thud. As a result, the top part of the car was completely sunken and scared the living daylights out of