Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 61

“You’re the one who’s going to die!” Zachary said coldly, as though he was the Grim Reaper himself.

“W-What are you talking about?” Wesley asked, almost dropping his dagger in fear.

Zachary had not moved an inch from his position at the door, but Wesley’s hand holding the dagger was already trembling uncontrollably.

Before Wesley could react, Zachary squinted and snatched the dagger out of his hand, then pinned him down onto the ground in the process before he could even react.

With a loud ‘snap’, his wrist broke into two. The loud scream that followed could almost tear the ceiling of the building apart.

“How dare you threaten Mr. Nacht!” Ben bellowed as he dragged Wesley away like a dying dog.

Charlotte, on the other hand, was on the verge of collapse.

Just seconds before her head hit the ground, a pair of hands steadied her and pulled her away from the cold, hard floor. Through her half-lidded eyes, she managed to make out the handsome features of Zachary Nacht just before everything went black.

“Call the doctor!”

“Yes, Sir!”

 

like ages, Charlotte woke up in a daze, only to notice that she was lying on a stiff bed

was an ‘S’ symbol on the light hanging from the ceiling, and realization hit

symbol! Am I

and realized that her

though a bomb had gone off in her head, making her

no! Where’s the

find

“You’re awake?”

voice made

to see a female doctor walking into the room with a cart of medical supplies. The doctor proceeded to check her temperature and the wounds on her body. “The wound isn’t infected, which is a good sign. I’ll

you?”

replied with a

respectful tone. She recalled how everyone had treated her in

doctor to take care of her whenever

uniform, which was placed in a neat pile on the cart

yelled all of a sudden as she tried to get out of bed, only to hiss in pain and collapse onto the bed

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