Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 805

As Zachary watched Charlotte walk up to him from a distance emanating a savage aura, his eyes lit up as if he remembered something. He quickly turned to Ben and said, “Tell Bruce to destroy all evidence relating to my wedding from two years ago. Don't let anyone find a single trace of anything.”

“Got it.” Ben immediately got going.

Zachary was well aware that the woman before him was no longer the Charlotte Windt he had known in the past.

With that fiery temper of hers now, she would go on an uncontrollable rampage to seek revenge on him and his family if she were to get her hands on any evidence.

“Mr. Nacht! a toast to you!” Just then, Mr. Morgana had come over with his wife, wanting to apologize. “My ignorant wife had said some foolish words. I'm really sorry about that.”

“I'm sorry, Mr. Nacht. I'm terrible with words...”

The two ladies began apologizing to Zachary, holding up their wine glasses.

“If you're bad with words, then shut up,” Zachary replied coldly.

The two ladies blinked, their faces burning up in embarrassment.

Mr. Morgana and Mr. Lorenzo also exchanged awkward looks.

Zachary broke the silence by clinking glasses with them before walking away.

After he left, the two husbands turned to their wives. “If you say something without thinking again, I'll sew your mouth shut personally!”

“Everyone knows how big-mouthed you are. Nobody would take you for a mute even if you don't speak up.”

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Meanwhile, Charlotte had begun to network with the guests at the banquet. Despite the fact that she just had a nosebleed a few moments ago, she recovered quickly and was now conversing with the guests with ease.

with her and even had

silence from the side. He could not help but lament in his head how blind he was back

has changed in the short span of two

sit at the table. Let us

for the other guests

table, the male and female guests were seated on opposite

head of the table, with Zachary and Charlotte sitting on

gave an impromptu piano performance.

her wine and said, “You should drink a little

wife.” Charlotte twirled her wine glass gracefully, curving her lips. “I'm not the type of woman to buy

my wife,” Zachary explained in a

him with a look of disdain. “Are you treating me like an idiot or

gave up

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