Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Monday was a busy day. The moment Charlotte arrived at the office, she buried herself in work and only got to stop when lunchtime arrived.

She followed her colleagues from the administration department to the company’s cafeteria on the twenty-first floor. They had just exited from the elevator when they bumped into Zachary.

The man strode out of the elevator in an imposing manner, causing the air to solidify.

The rest of his employees retreated to one side and looked at the ground silently.

Charlotte peeked at him and met his icy glare without warning. She immediately looked down in a panic. Was Devil staring at me?

“Don’t mind me. Carry on,” uttered Zachary.

The employees were pleasantly surprised by their president’s words. This was the first time they had heard him speak directly to them, so they were very much thrilled.

Zachary sat down at a seat by the window. Two bodyguards stood watch behind him as Ben left to order his meal.

Charlotte peeked at him once again. The sunlight reflected off his body, encasing him in a golden glow like a Greek god.

man is the father of my

off immediately. She took her tray

she sat down, the

eyes and shifted sideways to keep

eat so little?” teased Wesley. “Eat up. Our company’s cafeteria serves a luxurious buffet for free. It’s

head

eating in the

colleague. She peeked at the table opposite theirs and lowered her voice. “Due to his presence, we’re all tensed up. Look

Yolanda dared not look up

nervous.” Wesley seemed unfazed. “He

Mr. Nacht well.” A male colleague voiced his curiosity. “I saw

president and I are

off, as if hinting at a deeper

quickly in six months. Turns out you’re friends with Mr. Nacht.” The male colleagues hurriedly buttered up

job, you’ll get a

She took her