Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 100

Zachary was tongue-tied.

He didn’t know what was running in her mind all day.

“That’s it, it’s been decided. I’ll call you when I need your help. Don’t worry, if you be my fake boyfriend for a day, you can be exempted from paying me that day.”

“Shut up. Give me your address!”

“32 Happy Avenue...”

Charlotte felt that she had been disdained by him. He was stern and paid no attention to her since then.

When she reached home, Mrs. Berry was watching the television quietly and waiting for her in the living room. As soon as she saw that Charlotte was back, she served a bowl of kale soup to her.

Charlotte had a bowlful and reached out her uninjured right hand to hug Mrs. Berry. Then, she went back to her room and turned in after removing her makeup.

It’s Monday tomorrow and I have to work in the office.

Charlotte had been keeping her mission in mind. She had to find a way to return the chip this week.

Charlotte had a good sleep that night so she woke up early the next morning. After kissing her three children, she went downstairs carrying her breakfast bag and took the bus to go to work.

After recuperating for so many days, returning to her normal routine made Charlotte feel more at ease and secure.

life made up of concrete

a hundred million worth of ruby necklace,

some unrealistic dreams. You have to get back to reality after waking up from

to change her clothes at the security department but the manager of the security department informed her, “Charlotte, you’ve been reassigned. Go get your transfer letter from

“What?”

she was transferred from the administration department to the security department. It was just the same as

time, I was implicated by Wesley

turned down

have been mentally prepared for

have never had a taste of rejection

me, how can he

paled. A scene from the tragic play flashed across her mind. She could

The janitorial department!

the jackass has been

finally found the reason to

What’s the big deal?

to worst, I can just leave. Even if I have to wash the dishes at some bistro,

David’s calling interrupted

long breath and answered rather sadly, “David, Mr. Collins, thank you for taking care of me all this