Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 415

Zachary narrowed his eyes at Charlotte's wrist.

“Aren't you going to let her go?” Ben bellowed at the guy, “Are you tired of having your hands attached to your body?”

The man hurriedly let go of Charlotte and retracted a few steps and slumped to the sofa behind. He asked in an apprehensive manner, “Who- who are you guys?”

The other men at the sofa were scared to their wits and dared not make a sound.

“Make him lose the hand that was gripping her wrist just now!”

Zachary barked the orders before turning around to leave.

Stumped, Charlotte froze on the ground, widening her eyes in disbelief at the turn of events. Before she could even figure out what just transpired, the sounds of the man wailing in pain filled the private room.

As she traced the sounds of the man screaming in pain, she was greeted by the sight of Ben stepping the man's hands against the wall. The crisp sounds of the man's bones cracking rang in her ears.

The man's face grimaced with the excruciating pain. He tried hard to struggle himself free but to no avail.

The other people in the private room paled at the sight as they retreated themselves to a corner, not daring to utter even a single word.

The hostesses had never seen anything like it and shuddered in fear as they covered their eyes.

“You have a death wish!” Ben scowled at the man and retracted his foot.

The man slumped to the floor and fainted from the agonizing pain.

Charlotte was stumped and froze on the ground. Moments passed and she still could not regain her composure.

you waiting for? Come right this way!”

still not certain that the tacky woman standing before him

herself to snap out of her thoughts and trailed

they made their way over to Zachary's private room. Has he

long, they had already reached Zachary's private room. He was enjoying his drink quietly on the sofa. He looked

she

gestured for her to

making

to her as he silently sipped

put down the drink in his hand, and finally parted his lips to order her, “Go

went over to the back

the other hand, was

after she was done. She had no idea what Zachary was going to

Zachary gestured

another bottle

not once averted his gaze from her

hands. Firstly, he deemed her wrist dirty after some guy gripped it. Second of all, he was trying to identify her by spotting the wound on

that the wound on the back of her hand

the scar on her palms from being scalded by the cigar

to check, her palm was actually concealed from

was done decanting, Charlotte poured a half a glass

retracted a few steps back, keeping quiet all the while as she kept her

had not once lifted her head and looked him in the

cool as a cucumber throughout the