Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Nancy froze for a moment before regaining her composure. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Chris is dead? I have nothing to do with his death.”

“Tell that to the cops.”

Zachary did not want to waste his breath talking to her anymore. He gestured for Marino to wheel him into the hospital.

“Wait!” Nancy ran up to stop him. “You promised you’d not do anything to Gold Group!”

“I did, and I’d kept my promise.” Zachary gave her an icy stare. “Otherwise, Gold Group would have been long gone because of the things your father did.”

“But why did you take it out on us now?” Nancy was appalled. “Is it because of Chris? He set your house on fire and almost killed you. He deserved to die!”

gritted his teeth. “Besides, you even attempted to harm Charlotte. I warned you not to lay a finger on her,

“No, I didn’t—”

bad things you had done, and

“What…”

and cause me to lose everything,

held on to the dagger tightly. She refused to give in. “Charlotte did me wrong first! I only paid back what she’d done to me. What have I done

Zachary roared. “Your father set you up with Chris. You should hate him for it. Charlotte had nothing to do

witnessed everything, but she didn’t even bother to rescue me!” Nancy

came up with these ridiculous conspiracy theories because you’re full of vicious thoughts.” Zachary had enough of her. “I know the truth. Charlotte had never thought of harming you. You’re the stubborn one who

down and held Zachary’s hand. She continued pleading, “You must believe me. She did that on purpose. She really did that on

past. But if you

flung

to leave, she roared, “If this is how you want to play the game, let’s

the dagger and stabbed in