Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 284

Charlotte had no saying at all because Sharon would get to make the call on the former's behalf as long as Zachary wasn't against the idea.

After Charlotte returned to her room, she took things out on the pillows, throwing everything that was on the bed—including the linen—to the ground.

She felt as though she had turned into a loser after she got into a relationship with Zachary. Occasionally, she thought she was a mistress that would have to deal with the wrath of Sharon—Zachary's legal spouse.

Nevertheless, she wasn't his mistress because Zachary wasn't married, and he had never publicly announced his relationship with Sharon.

As a matter of fact, she was not aware of Sharon's presence.

Suddenly, Lucy's voice could be heard, asking gently, “Charlotte? Are you in there? Your room isn't locked. Can I come in?”

“Lucy! Are you going back? Can I tag along with you?” Charlotte brought up her request immediately because she couldn't wait to leave the resort.

“I will be staying back because there are a few things that require my attention. I'll be staying next door. We'll spend a night here and return to the company tomorrow.”

“I guess we'll have to do that...”

entrance and said, “Ms. Blackwood has instructed

in.” Charlotte had no intention to put the person in charge in a

artist that was behind them had a few delicate-looking boxes with her—including a few accessories and a pair of shoes to

Windt, Ms. Blackwood has instructed us to bring this over

evening gown as she tried to make something up to turn

be joining us tonight. I don't think Ms. Blackwood will try anything

the ones involved are beyond my realm, I don't think I have to be part of it.” Charlotte told the stylists and make-up artist, “Please express

the banquet, we don't have to return to her anymore.” The trio put on a pitiable front and stated in an aggrieved manner, “Ms. Windt, please have mercy on us because

gave in to their request again when she heard

I head over and discuss something with Mr. Ben.” As soon as Lucy told Charlotte her upcoming agenda,

front of the dressing table, allowing them to work wonders

had just taken her shower a few hours ago, they wouldn't have to wash her hair anymore. In order to get her hair styled, a simple

her to get changed into the evening gown they had brought

it on, she stared at herself in the mirror wide-eyed. “What the heck is wrong with this

her busty figure and

was all the way up to her inner thigh. Should she fail to exercise