Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 802

In the afternoon, everyone was occupied with work.

Zachary was back at his company while Charlotte went to the South Sea to supervise the area.

On the other hand, Louis busied himself welcoming his five business partners and their family members. He was also hosting a small banquet that night to ease the tension between them.

Just as Zachary was signing his papers in his office, he suddenly received a call from Louis.

“Zachary, you must attend my banquet tonight, got it? I've done my part as per your instructions, so please do me a favor and come.” Louis nagged.

“Okay. It's at seven, right? I'll see you there.” Zachary did not want to listen to him ramble on and on.

“Alright, see you.”

After hanging up the call, Zachary got Ben to jot down his plans for the night. He then had a meeting with Johann and the others to discuss their latest products.

Before he knew it, it was already six at night. Zachary was still busy working.

Ben tried to remind him that it was about time to go but dared not be too pushy about it.

In the end, Zachary finally looked up from his pile of papers at about six twenty. Upon looking at the clock, he hastened his steps and set off for Ashenville Garden.

By the time they left the company, it was already the rush hour, and they were soon faced with traffic congestion. At seven o'clock, they were once again stuck at the exit of the highway. A familiar silver Rolls-Royce came in sight.

Marino immediately recognized it and said, “It's them again. What a small world. I'm not letting them have their way with us this time.”

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