Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

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.”

tracks, looking at her with a frown

I must have caused you trouble today, but I really

eyes as she desperately tried to explain

the entire day and simply wanted to go out and get some fresh air in the evening. When I saw a bodyguard bringing your clothes out and was told that he's sending them to the banquet hall, I wanted to follow

You should rest soon. Good

that, he strode off and

down at the floor, tears

upset. Mr. Nacht definitely trusts you. You should go rest now and

room, he took off his jacket, loosened up his shirt, and poured himself a glass

his phone rang.

in annoyance, put his phone on mute, and ignored the call

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

glass after

dim lights, the alluring purple smoke from the aroma lamp enveloped his body, stirring up

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