Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 122

Just as the thought flashed across her mind, Charlotte brushed it off immediately.

No, Charlotte Windt! You shouldn’t soften up!

Once a gigolo, always a gigolo!

It would be impossible for him to clear the stains on his name as someone who had been doing such a dirty job for years.

Even if she herself were to ignore his past, what about the kids?

If they were to become a family, what if they bump into a client who recognized him while on the streets? How would the kids feel?

Her children would become a laughing stock because of their biological father’s identity. They would never be able to face society with their heads held high.

The more she thought about these, the more her fears tugged at her heart. She reminded herself again and again to never let her guard down, no matter how gentle this gigolo seemed to be...

Never!

“It’s done!”

With a smooth flick, Zachary switched off the dryer. He ruffled her soft hair as if he were petting a little puppy.

“That’s enough.” She nudged his hand away and kept a distance from him. “You don’t have to send me home. I’ll take a taxi!”

reminded coldly, “Once you step out of here on your own, I’ll never come to

she replied instantly. “Once I transferred the

her quietly.

you have to delete

didn’t you see that?” His frown deepened as

“That’s fine then. Goodbye.”

turned and scurried

into the distance. His face paled with anger, his fists clenched tight. This

the lift and hailed a taxi as soon as she stepped out of the

the Aston Martin not far away through the car window. Her heart throbbed with a

through the night before, and on his gentle and caring demeanor today. And how

gone with the wind in the blink

as if nothing had actually happened since

arrived in front of her

was afternoon. The kids

and hurried over to her. “Goodness me... Where have you been last night, Miss? I’ve tried calling you so

out with a colleague and drank too much, so I crashed at her

make something to eat

“Okay.”

transfer to the gigolo, her fingers froze atop her phone

would only be seven hundred left in her credit card if she transfers