Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 208

“You b*tch!” Luna rushed over and gave her a vicious slap across the face, trembling with fury. “Touch my husband, and I’ll kill you!”

The woman wanted to continue attacking Charlotte, but her mother held her back.

“We should be trying to solve the problem. There’s no point hitting her,” Amanda advised. “If she can’t get it done by today, we may as well give her two days.”

Charlotte’s cheek stung in pain. However, instead of returning the favor, she silently took note of what Luna had just done to her.

Despite feeling extremely reluctant, Luna gave in to her mother’s advice. “Fine. I’ll give you two days. But if you don’t do as I say by then, you know what will happen. I’ll release everything piece of news I have about your children if you ever tell Hector anything about this.”

“I understand.”

After Charlotte left the café, a group of paparazzi began to follow her. The woman ran as fast as she could and finally shook them off after crossing several streets and alleys.

She didn’t understand it. She had never gotten back at Luna for the things the woman had done to her back then. Yet, not only did the latter not feel guilty at all, but she was even more ruthless toward Charlotte now.

At present, Charlotte had lost her job - her life was a mess.

She was on the verge of breaking down upon arriving home. Her phone had been ringing all the while; it was Hector calling.

The mere sight of this man’s caller ID gave her a headache. She immediately rejected the call and blocked his number.

this moment, the

forehead, she leaned against the couch to rest, only to hear her phone ring again. It was the news outlets calling this time. Irritated, the woman hurriedly blocked

a familiar-looking number appeared on

couldn’t help but freeze upon seeing the

for the last digit. Hector’s number

a number similar to Hector’s while she was

answered

so hard to reach, Charlotte! It’s me,

the same

Helena. What can I do

I’m fine. It’s someone else who wants to

phone to someone

gentle voice immediately came through the line. “Hey, looney. Do you know who

to

just made a bet with Helena, and I would have had to buy her a year’s worth of heels if

sounded as warm and

could I not

father and Hector, Michael was one of the few people who treated