Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 807

Chapter 807

Louis took his coat off and draped it over Charlotte, putting an arm around her in the process.

Charlotte did not look uncomfortable at all. As she turned her body slightly, she looked out from the balcony casually.

Somehow, she was able to lock gazes with Zachary.

Zachary was staring at her with a pained expression while Charlotte kept an aloof stance. She quickly looked away, continuing her conversation with Louis.

Frowning and not saying a single word, Zachary got into his car.

“How about we try contacting Ms. Lindberg using another identity?” Ben suggested hesitantly.

“If she really has feelings for Louis, nothing will change her mind.”

Zachary sounded oddly emotionless, but his troubled eyes gave him away.

Ben dared not speak another word and silently sat by his side.

Soon, they returned to the hot spring resort.

Zachary was about to head back to his room to rest when he came across Cynthia in the living room on the first floor.

She was sitting on the sofa, leaning on a cushion as she stole anxious glances of him.

Upon seeing him return, she stood up and began gesturing to him. “Zachary, I need to talk to you.”

Zachary stopped in his tracks, looking at her with

that I must have caused you trouble today, but I really didn't

up in her eyes as she

the evening. When I saw a bodyguard bringing your clothes out and was told that he's sending them to the banquet hall, I

should rest soon. Good night,”

he strode

Looking down at the floor, tears of sorrow trickled down her

please don't be too upset. Mr. Nacht definitely trusts you. You should go rest now and don't overthink it, okay?” Her medical staff tried

he took off his jacket, loosened up his shirt, and

his phone

deeply in annoyance, put his phone on mute, and ignored

his head. The possibility of those two going a step further in their relationship was

downed glass after glass

aroma lamp enveloped his

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soon. Good night,” Zechery

thet, he strode off

Looking down et the

should go rest now end don't overthink it, okey?” Her medicel steff

shirt, end poured himself e gless of wine. Slouching on

his phone

ennoyence, put his phone

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