Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 804

Zachary felt someone tug on his arm from behind.

“F*ck off!” he roared.

Cynthia shuddered, and she turned pale.

The two female medical staff beside her also shook in fear, holding in their breaths.

Zachary's fury also scared away the guests at the scene.

After a long, dreadful silence, Zachary finally took a deep breath before turning to look at Cynthia.

With tears welling up in her eyes, Cynthia quivered as she gestured to Zachary. “Zachary, did I do something wrong? Did I do something to anger you?”

For some reason, Zachary could not bear to lash out at her any longer.

Frowning, he ordered, “Send her back.”

“Understood.” The medical staff promptly helped Cynthia back into the car.

The bodyguard closed the doors and drove off.

All the while, Ben was observing Zachary's facial expressions very closely. Eyeing him tentatively, he said, “I don't think Ms. Lindberg has recalled anything just yet. This is no time to be panicking like this. How about we go in and check on her?”

Zachary strode off without even looking at him.

entire room. However, the guests dared not dance or enjoy themselves at all due to the unmistakable tension lingering

doing all he could to take care of Charlotte. “How are you feeling? Do you need me to call

her composure. After drinking a cup of warm water, she finally looked up. Catching a glimpse of Zachary at the door, her gaze turned cold. “Mr. Nacht,

could not say those words.

in poor health.” Charlotte raised her eyebrows. “I don't care if I'm at the workplace or on the battlefield.

better be

locked gazes with her solemnly,

as he walked off and clenched

could not even go up to her and comfort her in his arms, nor did he have

the most

turned to look at Zachary as he left, sinking into deep thought. After a short pause, he mumbled softly,

should go first. You need to welcome the guests outside.” Charlotte did not catch what Louis was saying and urged him to attend to the people outside. “Don't let the unfortunate events from last night

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