Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte dropped her documents and made her way over to the window to marvel at the awe-inspiring view. Could Francesca be here to look for me?

“Meeting adjourned!” Danrique said in a cold voice.

The executives almost trampled over one another in their haste to leave the office.

“Danrique…”

“I knew it!” He gritted his teeth in consternation. “I know she wouldn’t be able to let go of her money, so I locked her bank cards, ID, and jewelry away in a safe downstairs. She took the bait!”

Charlotte was flabbergasted. Francesca is not here for me after all! She’s here for her money.

“Get back,” Danrique ordered before pulling open his drawer to reveal a safe painted entirely in gold. “You have no business being here.”

I’m confident that she would not be able to escape with the safe without me noticing. If she’s going to try anyway, things might get dangerous for Charlotte.

“We can talk about it, Danrique,” Charlotte pleaded.

Danrique merely flapped his hands impatiently.

Charlotte did not need to be told twice. Beckoning at Lupine and Morgan, the trio left hurriedly. Charlotte turned to take one last look at the safe when they were at the door.

attached to the side of the safe. In that photograph, Danrique’s head was tilted with a cold expression on his face. Francesca wore a red wig and leaned close

their lips locked though they did

appeared taken aback in the picture. It

was obvious how much Danrique valued that photograph by holding on to it all that

attached to the safe which served to

“How did you

to you?

fight to the death with Francesca

photograph of the both of you taken in secret when

when his gaze fell upon it as if he

eyes seemed

no use being more headstrong than she is in the hopes of forcing her into conformity. You need to appeal to the beautiful past you both share and remind

crammed full of panic-stricken employees as if the devil herself had come

you think it was that the future Mrs.

be here when whatever

as she eyed the crowded elevators, opting instead to use the stairs.

right, Charlotte.

out of her mouth when several tawny