Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 44

She caused me to be beaten up by Zachary. Because of her, I was removed from my glorious job as manager of the HR department and relegated to just a security guard at the entrance.

Whenever his colleagues saw him, they would look at him in a condescending manner.

His friend and subordinates who used to be close to him avoided him like the plague.

While his rivals seized upon the opportunity to trample on his dignity.

To him, it was all Charlotte’s doing.

“It’s delicious.” Charlotte finished the last beef sandwich and licked her lips to savor every last bit. “No wonder the Devil orders food from them. He really has good taste.”

“Shh...” David quickly reminded her. “The last time you went missing for three days, the HR department wanted to sack you. It was Mr. Nacht who stopped them. Not only are you ungrateful, but you also even call him names. That isn’t right.”

“Huh?” Charlotte was surprised. “Did you say the Devil... I mean Mr. Nacht saved my job?”

“That’s right.”

David explained in earnest what happened that day, “After you left and didn’t come back, Mr. Collins called you but you didn’t answer. The next day, he had no choice but to inform HR. HR decided that you had to be fired for leaving your station without permission.”

David continued, “When Mr. Collins requested me to get a case form from HR, I bumped into Mr. Ben, the president’s assistant, there. He instructed the HR manager to retain your position and classify it as if you were on leave.”

“Erm...”

to hear that it was the Devil who saved her

real when he gets angry. Where did you go look for a job? I’ve worked in a few different companies before and

to ramble on with a

only had one question in her mind. Why did the Devil help

me as a toy? So that he can continue

to be it...

his attention, it means I’m still of

pondering about it,

one of the bosses scraped another

Charlotte quickly packed up

cleaning

extremely responsible and he dashed toward

preparing to bin it, Charlotte

react, a stake of crates from behind her

“Lottie...”

shadow shot toward her and pulled

his muscular chest, a familiar sense of

dashing face and her heart