Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 38

His reaction made Charlotte feel worse. She really wanted to know why he married Luna soon after they broke up.

Based on her understanding of Hector, she was sure he wasn’t someone impulsive. There had to be a reason behind his actions.

Or perhaps, Luna’s trap was a long time coming.

However, it was too late to change anything. Luna was now Mrs. Sterling and they even had a child. Hence, she didn’t see the point in asking any further.

Holding that thought, Charlotte changed the topic, “You don’t have to get your wife to apologize as I don’t want a conflict. Also, if it’s possible, you should transfer your son to a different kindergarten. If we don’t see each other, there won’t be any interaction.

“I will arrange it.” Hector nodded. “What other requests do you have?”

“How would I dare demand anything of you?” Charlotte sniggered. “After all, I’m just an ordinary citizen while you are the mighty Mr. Sterling...”

“Lottie...”

“Don’t call me that.” Charlotte interrupted him and coldly asserted, “It sounds too intimate. We are no longer related in any way so we should keep our distance going forward.”

“Do you still hate me?” Hector looked at her with a frown. “I know it was my family’s fault but I was trying to salvage it then. Why didn’t you give me more time and chose to do something so impulsive?”

tears welled in

was my fault,” Charlotte replied remorsefully. “I’ve made a mistake so let’s not talk about it anymore. What’s

she turned

a cheque in it. “You

Charlotte scoffed. “Thirty million. It’s a lot of money indeed. It seems our memories are

“Lottie...”

back into his pocket. “Both of us made a mistake then. There’s no need to blame each other. Even if we bump into each other next time,

Divine Corporation?” Hector furrowed

Charlotte smile wryly. “I understand that our statuses are different and you need

you should accept my

“I don’t want it!”

dignified. How can you take such a menial job? That aside, how much can you make from it? Is it even enough to raise

from my own labor,” Charlotte retorted angrily. “Even if I’m broke, I rather work as a hostess in a nightclub than take

“You...”

You should save

hand away and stormed