Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 163

Charlotte was feeling more sure about her suspicions by the second. However, there was another question that was bugging her. If Zachary really is Gigolo, then why would he be doing all of this to me?

All of a sudden, the words that Chris had told her came to mind.

“Have you ever thought about the possibility that maybe I’m no Gigolo at all and you’ve just misunderstood me? Four years ago, I walked into the wrong hotel room. Maybe it’s just a mistake, but I think that it’s fate, in a way... I’ve gotten used to living a smooth life. Though there have been no challenges or problems, nothing feels refreshing anymore. Having someone treat me as a gigolo and extorting money from me feels exhilarating!”

Oh no. What if he was telling the truth all along?

But Chris isn’t Gigolo, is he?

Without conclusive evidence, she was still feeling rather unsure about the situation. What if it’s just a coincidence? Am I thinking too much?

Maybe the Chris that Ben had said was not the Chris that I knew?

I mean, Zachary probably wouldn’t act as a gigolo in front of me, would he? Would his ego allow for that?

Furthermore, thinking back on the times they had spent together, Charlotte’s attitude toward Gigolo was nowhere close to nice. If he were really Zachary, he would have beat me up over and over!

Thinking about that, Charlotte felt more doubtful than ever. Her head was in a complete mess. Shaking her head, she decided that she should shift her focus away to something else.

bugging her. I’ll be able to tell if

coincidental, there is no way that they can have

high spirits. Taking a deep breath, she carried the bucket of ice to

was doing work on his computer as he formulated

Corporation safe and sound. We need to get all of our security guards to guard our entrances and exits with utmost caution. Arrest any suspicious personnel. Tell Bruce to do a thorough check on what the media corporations

turned to Zachary and asked, “Mr. Nacht, if we get all eighteen of our people to safeguard Mr. Sterk, you

for then?”

I understand.” Ben dared not ask more questions and got back to

the office, Charlotte put down

are some puddles on the floor from all the ice cubes earlier on. Please clean

a rag

“What are you doing?”

his computer screen

found herself stumped momentarily and then replied, “Wi-wiping

that?”

at Ben, still

it... “ Ben