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.

“There you are! I was

woman beside him whose face had obviously gone

her. “You

that, she was about to pull

from the sofa and grabbed the gigolo’s other arm.

to leave. It’s this pretty lady

his slightly accented high-pitched voice.

I got the

to me? Blind fool! I’ll beat

Plastic Face hurtled over and pushed her

of her as she fought her

but three of the woman’s friends rushed over to help her.

head with both hands, curling up like a tortoise. Even so, she still suffered a good beating and a lot of her hair had been ripped off

gigolo yelled anxiously, “Stop fighting! Stop! Don’t fight over me!” He whimpered slightly at the sight of

b*tch naked and let’s see just how smutty she is to have

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

come, and the women who were pulling at her

pierced through