Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 7

“Hey!” Charlotte gritted her teeth in anger. I only have three thousand left in my account. How on earth am I going to foot the bill?

“Don’t tell me you can’t afford to pay the bill?” Wesley came closer to her intentionally. “You can ask for my help. As long as you agree to spend a night with me, I’ll foot the bill. With my help, no one will dare to bully you at work and—”

Slap! Before Wesley could finish, Charlotte gave him a tight slap and yelled, “Scum!”

Wesley touched his cheek. Instead of getting mad, he chuckled like a pervert. “This is the first time you’ve touched me. Your hand is so soft!”

“You are a disgusting piece of shit!” Charlotte stalked off angrily.

“If you fail to pay the bill today, your colleagues might refuse to befriend you anymore. Imagine them being disgusted by you so much that they start ostracizing you!” Wesley shouted behind her. “Do you want to risk losing this job?”

Charlotte walked along the hallway in dejection. I can’t lose this job. But where can I get a few hundred thousand to foot the bill?

She was deep in thought when a familiar figure appeared in a private room ahead.

A man was seated on the sofa with his straight back to her. His white shirt was tied around his waist, revealing a vicious wolf head tattoo and a long scar on his back.

It’s him!

Her

But he left before she could say a word. But now,

his back, sudden

hospital back then, she failed to see her father for the last time. She could only

funeral, her relatives and friends pointed fingers

pregnant before marriage, people looked down on her when she attended her monthly prenatal checkups at the unremarkable clinic in

gave birth to her babies in the hospital, she

all that

hands into fists

out. This is a private area.” A man

sofa raised his hand. At his silent order, the man in black

gigolos are rich

enjoying life for the past

like he has been enjoying life

bit back her agitation and inched nearer carefully.