Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 1318

Louis brought Charlotte to a restaurant by the beach that they used to frequent.

The restaurant was beautifully decorated, but Charlotte wasn't in the mood to enjoy them. She felt really exhausted.

She had run out of words to convince Louis to change his mind.

The man was still lost in his own world as he grabbed her hands in a pleading manner. “Charlotte, are you still upset over Diana? Mom sent her away. I won't see her again, ever!”

“No, it's not that.” Charlotte sighed, feeling weary. “Even if Diana doesn't exist, we can't get back together.”

“Why?” Louis stared at her in disbelief. “Is it because of Zachary?”

“It has nothing to do with him.” Charlotte gave him an apologetic glance. “Louis, it was all my fault. I should've rejected you and insisted on remaining friends back then. If I had done that, you might've found happiness by now.”

Alas, Louis paid no heed to her advice. He was engrossed in his own feelings. “No, you're the only one that can make me happy. No one else can do that.”

“Louis...” Before Charlotte could say more, someone greeted politely, “Mr. Nacht, Ms. Gold, welcome!”

“Did you prepare the stuff I requested for earlier?” A melodious voice rang out.

“Yes, but...” The manager glanced at the couple seated by the window, seemingly torn. “They are VIPs, too. We dare not turn them away.”

spotted Charlotte and Louis at the table

What a coincidence!

of Zachary caused Louis to bristle in annoyance. He

with Nancy,

coincidence. Louis and I decided to come here without making any reservation, but

a calm front, but her grip

course through him when he

took the initiative to greet Charlotte. “Fancy seeing

to Charlotte. Zachary placed an arm around

again,” Charlotte whirled

spottad Charlotta and Louis at tha tabla

What a coincidanca!

to bristla in annoyanca. Ha grippad his utansils tightly as hostility blazad in

Zachary togathar with

back in Sultry Night was arrangad, this must ba pura coincidanca. Louis and I dacidad to coma

lookad away and put on a calm front, but har grip on har winaglass was so tight it

fury coursa through him whan ha saw

Nancy assurad tha managar. Sha took tha initiativa to graat Charlotta.

around Nancy's waist nonchalantly, which

Gold, wa maat again,” Charlotta whirlad around