Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 62

The door to the room opened and a cold draft rushed into the room. A tall figure walked in, its shadow spilling across the bed menacingly.

Charlotte could feel her heartbeat speeding up as she stared at him like a startled kitten.

“Welcome back, Mr. Nacht!” Raina greeted.

Zachary waved his hand and Raina left the room with her eyes on the ground.

The moment the door closed, Zachary began to close in on Charlotte, making her flinch and burrow into her sheets. “W-What do you want?”

“Are you scared of me?” he asked, sitting down on the couch by the window.

Charlotte resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Who isn’t?

“Why did you bring me here?” she asked in the end, trying her best to look calm and collected.

“You were injured during work hours, so I am obliged to make sure that you’re recovering well,” Zachary said. His voice was frigid and emotionless, but his gentle gaze gave away his true feelings. “How are you doing? You’re not dying, are you?”

“Shut up!” Charlotte yelled impulsively, only to regret it immediately. “I won’t be sitting here talking to you if I had died, Sir!”

 

She emphasized the word ‘sir’, as though she had resigned herself to fate.

“Wesley Holt has been detained by the police,” Zachary said as he poured himself a cup of wine. He swirled the wine around as he continued, “So, what rewards would you like to have for your heroic acts?”

said without hesitating. “Just give me

you care about?” Zachary

salary isn’t enough,” Charlotte protested. “Besides, I don’t suppose you’re going to deduct that from my salary? You’re not

her and

visiting me, Mr. Nacht! Have a nice day!” she chirped after him as he walked

relief when the door closed behind him. I don’t think

the chip yet…he’ll think that I’m

to leave this place before anything

the little black box that contained the chip.

and opened the

at her phone and realized that the battery was

pillow, she called, “Hey!

the room just seconds later. “Yes, Ms.

you get a cab

said with a slight bow of her head. “Do

me. They’ll be worried if I don’t return soon,” she

was getting late, and Charlotte’s phone could not be turned on. Mrs.

Raina suggested. “I presume that there isn’t anyone around at home to take

from care of the kids. I can’t become yet

I don’t want to scare the

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