Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary’s expression was icy as he brushed past her.

Charlotte stared at his back in a daze. Was he the one who bumped into me earlier?

This is such a wide space, and with four bodyguards by his side at all times, how could he have bumped into me?

Don’t tell me… he did it on purpose?

“Don’t you watch where you’re going, Charlotte?” Wesley roared at her, getting all worked up.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Charlotte pointed to the direction Zachary had disappeared and explained meekly, “It was the President who bumped into me, that’s why I accidentally…”

“You’re even pushing the blame onto…”

“Mr. Holt,” Ben interrupted Wesley and asked coldly, “Are you saying that it’s Mr. Nacht’s fault?”

“No, no, no. I wouldn’t dare…” Wesley hastily explained, “I meant her… no, I meant myself. I’m the one who’s blind.”

“That’s more like it.” Ben nodded with satisfaction, then solemnly reminded, “Watch where you’re going next time, especially in a restaurant. It’s not good to waste food!”

“Understood!” Wesley lowered his head in submission.

cheered silently in her heart. This prick has finally run into a snag. He probably won’t dare to harass me again from

Zachary spied the way Charlotte was secretly rejoicing, his lips formed

when the elevator doors closed, and he picked it up

I’ve used every method to force him into confessing, but he’s remained tight-lipped thus far. We may have to

undergone hellish training. Torture won’t work on him.” Zachary ordered, “Check the surveillance footage at the Grand Plaza and see if he passed it to

look into it

…

time Charlotte got home from work, a scrumptious meal had already been prepared by Mrs.

flapped its wings and perched on Ellie’s shoulder, rubbing its head against Ellie’s chubby

a melon seed, but it didn’t happily eat it like it usually did. Instead, it shook

looked at its food tray. Noticing that the food was completely untouched, she anxiously said, “Mommy, Fifi hasn’t eaten anything since last night

“What’s wrong?”

head, but

through at the mall the other day?” Mrs.

we’ll do that.” Charlotte

at Fifi and furrowed his brows, hesitating for a while. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and blurted out, “Mommy, actually, Fifi ate a gold thingy. That’s why it

thingy?” Charlotte blinked in

indicated with his

think we have a piece of gold

mall, a