Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte dropped her documents and made her way over to the window to marvel at the awe-inspiring view. Could Francesca be here to look for me?

“Meeting adjourned!” Danrique said in a cold voice.

The executives almost trampled over one another in their haste to leave the office.

“Danrique…”

“I knew it!” He gritted his teeth in consternation. “I know she wouldn’t be able to let go of her money, so I locked her bank cards, ID, and jewelry away in a safe downstairs. She took the bait!”

Charlotte was flabbergasted. Francesca is not here for me after all! She’s here for her money.

“Get back,” Danrique ordered before pulling open his drawer to reveal a safe painted entirely in gold. “You have no business being here.”

I’m confident that she would not be able to escape with the safe without me noticing. If she’s going to try anyway, things might get dangerous for Charlotte.

“We can talk about it, Danrique,” Charlotte pleaded.

flapped his hands

to be told twice. Beckoning at Lupine and Morgan, the trio left hurriedly. Charlotte turned to take one last look at the safe when they were at the

was a photograph attached to the side of the safe. In that photograph, Danrique’s head was tilted with a cold expression on his face. Francesca wore a red wig and leaned close to

their lips locked though they did

encounter must have been secretly captured as they appeared taken aback in the picture. It must have been the only photographic proof

photograph by

to the safe

could not resist herself. “How did you meet her,

it to

with Francesca and was not pleased

the safe. “Was that photograph of the both of you taken in secret when you

stifled when his gaze fell upon it as if he

he gazed lingered on the photograph, the anger in his eyes seemed to soften as a

being more headstrong than she is in the hopes of forcing her into conformity. You need to

as if the devil herself

that the future Mrs. Lindberg might have done? Why

to be here

right,” Charlotte agreed as she eyed the crowded elevators, opting instead to use the stairs. “Let’s not get

right, Charlotte.