Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Please don’t take photos and videos of us. This is an infringement of our image rights,” Robbie reminded coolly.

“I can take selfies with pretty ladies. No selfies with boys, though.” Jamie smirked. “Only pretty ladies!”

“Shh, you’re disturbing Fifi!” Ellie put a finger up to her lips.

Fifi was nodding off on her shoulder.

“Ah, how adorable! Can we take a selfie with you?” A few young ladies surrounded them.

“Nope, sorry. We don’t do that.” Robbie kept his cool.

“Okay, Robbie, Jamie, Ellie. I’ve bought the tickets. We can enter now.”

Mrs. Berry returned with the tickets and brought them into the playground.

Charlotte went upstairs to a children’s clothing brand on the third floor. There was a sale happening there. She rushed in and grabbed a cart before squeezing into the crowd at the sales section.

Right then, a team of men in black marched in authoritatively and ordered everyone to make way.

The young mothers who were busy shopping immediately stopped. They glanced at the scene and discussed. “Who is that? What a grand entrance.”

bodyguards are all tall and hot. Any of them could be the top

their words, Charlotte’s heart sank. A male escort at Sultry

it Gigolo In

wrong. They are the bodyguards working for Divine Corporation’s president,” a mother with neat

Divine Corporation. The president has eighteen bodyguards with a golden S

the president is here, judging by the number of

are hunks. I wonder how hot

people who hire handsome and tall

“That’s right.”

popped up in Charlotte’s mind. Short and ugly? He

of the Italian restaurant right opposite the shop and straightened their

a tall and imposing man walked into the

his back from a distance. Indeed, it was Zachary Nacht, the president

looked familiar to her. Where have

the kids were having a

time. A few parents came to her,

restroom with his hands in his pockets when he saw a trail of blood on the ground. His eyes

is there blood on

at the storeroom where a wounded man in