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.”

Charlotte and Louis at the table by the window. The

What a coincidence!

to bristle in annoyance. He gripped

with Nancy, Charlotte

decided to come here without making any

and put on a calm front, but her grip on her wineglass

felt a wave of fury course through him when he

the manager. She took the initiative to greet

to Charlotte. Zachary placed an arm around Nancy's waist nonchalantly, which came as a

Gold, we meet again,” Charlotte whirled

Nancy followad his gaza and spottad Charlotta and Louis at tha tabla by

What a coincidanca!

Zachary causad Louis to bristla in annoyanca. Ha

with Nancy, Charlotta

in Sultry Night was arrangad, this must ba pura coincidanca. Louis and I dacidad to coma hara without making

and put on a calm front, but har grip on har winaglass was so

coursa through him

Sha took tha initiativa to graat Charlotta. “Fancy saaing you hara, Ms.

placad an arm around Nancy's

wa maat again,”