Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 24

Charlotte shuddered at that thought and frantically sent a text message to Gigolo In Debt.

My dearest gigolo, are you still alive?

I’m sorry. I was too greedy. I was wrong and I shouldn’t have sold you to those three women. I’m so sorry. I regret it now. Please forgive me...

She sent more than ten consecutive texts to him, only to receive radio silence.

Charlotte then called him a few times, but still, no one answered.

She stayed there from evening until late into the night, hauling her frail and shivering body all around the place to hunt for any sign of her Gigolo In Debt.

To increase the air of mystery, all the staff in Sultry Night were wearing all sorts of sexy masks.

But most of their masks were exaggerated and completely different from Gigolo In Debt’s mysterious and cool mask, so she could still easily differentiate them.

After doing a round of searching, there was still no sign of Gigolo In Debt.

Charlotte’s cold was worsening. Her nose was runny from sneezing so much, and she felt weak and dizzy too. The poor ventilation here made it even more unbearable for her.

She was about to leave, but after squeezing through the crowd, she inadvertently spotted a man wearing a black half-mask sitting at one of the booths. His figure, clothes, and mask were all similar.

over to grab him. “There you are! I was looking for

but the woman beside him whose face had obviously gone under the knife shouted angrily before he could, “What are you

Charlotte pulled the gigolo toward her. “You don’t need to work today. Follow

about

Ms. Plastic Face jumped up from the sofa and grabbed the gigolo’s other arm. “I’ve

trying to leave. It’s this pretty lady who’s...” the gigolo tried

she heard his slightly accented high-pitched voice. It’s

I got the wrong

what belongs to me? Blind fool!

Plastic Face hurtled over and pushed her onto the

hands in front of her

fairly matched, but three of the woman’s friends

Even so, she still suffered a good

“Stop fighting! Stop! Don’t fight over me!” He whimpered

see just how smutty she is to have the nerve to steal

women gave a war cry and started tearing at Charlotte’s clothes. One of them was

eyes shut, but the slap didn’t come, and the women who were pulling

few shrieks pierced through