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.

him. “There you are! I

her in confusion and was about to speak, but the woman beside him whose face had obviously gone under the knife shouted angrily before he could, “What are you doing?

toward her. “You don’t need to

about to pull

up from the sofa and grabbed the

this pretty lady who’s...” the

was stunned when she heard his slightly

I got the wrong

How dare you touch what belongs to me? Blind fool! I’ll

could explain, Ms. Plastic Face hurtled over and pushed

hands in front of her as she fought

were initially fairly matched, but three of the woman’s friends rushed over

both hands, curling up like a tortoise. Even so, she still suffered a good beating and a lot of

Don’t fight

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

clothes. One of them was even

squeezed her eyes shut, but the slap didn’t come, and

few shrieks pierced through the