Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 693

Of course he didn't want to switch houses. He wanted to be as close to Charlotte as possible.

Here, an even more alluring smile appeared on Zachary's lips. He turned around and walked straight into the villa.

Mr. Potter didn't dare to question his decision or ask even more questions. He had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and continue making arrangements for Zachary.

The master bedroom of the villa was huge. The last rays of the evening streamed through the floor-length windows and pooled into a golden spot on the ground.

Zachary took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his stifling shirt. Carrying a wine glass, he made his way to the balcony and sat down on the marble-white recliner. Squinting in the sunlight, he turned to look at the balcony of the adjoining house.

Almost immediately, the balcony door slid opened and out stepped a familiar-looking person. The woman was barefoot and wore her hair down around her shoulders. In a long, flowing silk dress, she looked both relaxed and careless.

Without her aloof, arrogant façade, she appeared more like the innocent, simple Charlotte from the past.

“Well, I didn't expect to see you here, Mr. Nacht.”

Charlotte sat down on the same marble-white recliner. She stretched out her hand towards Morgan, who promptly passed her a glass of ready-made cocktail.

“I like admiring the beautiful scenery and beautiful women alike,” Zachary remarked.

He smiled at her and raised his eyebrows with an ambiguous look on his face.

the playboy, Mr. Nacht,” Charlotte commented with a taunting

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her hair down, she looked quite the same as before. However, her eyes had taken

status came

Mr. Nacht?” Charlotte asked,

fact, you look a lot like my wife...” Zachary tried to provoke a reaction

burst into mocking laughter immediately. “Mr. Nacht, your method of getting girls is quite pathetic, don't you

you really not recognize

didn't seem fake— if it was fake, however, she

panicked. In fact, she seemed to have no recollection of the past, and neither was she displaying any sort of yearning towards

was as if Zachary was a complete stranger to her. To Charlotte, he

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her eyebrows provokingly, laughing frostily as she gazed

of mockery towards him,

he told her that she looked a lot like his wife, the needle in her heart had wedged itself a little deeper. The jolt of pain in her heart

was as though his words had truly cut her

help but wonder if they had met each

was about to continue, there was a loud commotion downstairs. “You foolish people, don't you have eyes? Don't you know who

voice sounded rather