Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 142

“So that was what happened...” Charlotte finally pieced the puzzle together. However, another doubt was quick to surface in her mind. “But, the Devil is such an aggressive and domineering person. How did you manage to snatch me away from him?”

“After all, you are my girlfriend,” Chris answered confidently, “as domineering as he is, he would not have sacrificed his customers and business just for a woman.”

“That’s true.” Charlotte believed what he said. Indeed, she knew how Zachary was when it comes to work. His mind would be engulfed by business and nothing else.

She then recalled Zachary’s behavior today. If it were him who saved her that night, he would also be the person who slept with her. However, he did not mention any of this.

Unless...

He’s the real gigolo, and the person in front of me is a fake!

Charlotte looked towards the self-proclaimed “Gigolo In Debt”. However, she quickly dismissed her doubts. It’s impossible. That day, I saw Zachary leave with my own eyes. Then, this dude beside me drove this exact same car to fetch me.

The two events happened in less than a minute. It would be impossible for the “Gigolo In Debt” would not be in two places at once.

Therefore, Zachary was in fact his true self. On the flipside, this dude beside me is the real “Gigolo In Debt”. That must be the truth!

“What are you thinking about?” Chris tenderly approached her. “Are you surprised that I’m not a gigolo?”

gave him a

a complicated look. Since he’s not a gigolo. Should I let him reunite with the

the end of the day, the children

wish, it’s not too late for me to be a gigolo.” Chris put up a straight face

Charlotte burst into laughter.

pinched her cheeks. “Do you know that you

that bad after all. Whenever she was in trouble, he would be there to

day, he would religiously

was trying to make her laugh and

opinion, he was a perfect

that he was not a gigolo, there wouldn’t be any

the car was taking the wrong route back home. She nervously asked, “Where are you driving me? Why am I further

supper. It’s too early to go home.” In

and

go home now. Please send me back.”

“Hmm...” he hesitated.

forget my address?” she