Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 72

“If I remember correctly, none of you here have Windt as your surname,” she said baldly. “What has the reputation and honor of the Windt family got to do with you lot?”

“You…”

“When my father was still around, and the Windt family was at the height of its power, and all of you sucked up to us like a bunch of dogs. But when the Windt family went through difficult times, all of you were nowhere to be found. And now you have the gall to discipline me as my elders? I call that muck.”

She then let out a cold laugh. “Aren’t you scared that God might strike you down?”

At that point, her uncles were so furious that their faces had gone red. “Is… Is this how you should be talking to us?”

Another one of her distant relatives, Thomas, was boiling with rage as well. Pointing a finger at Charlotte, he snarled, “When your father was around, he never spoke to us like this! Well, what did I expect of a bastard child who never had a mother around to teach her how to behave?”

The moment she heard this, a ball of rage welled up within Charlotte. She lunged forward and picked up the glass of water in front of her, which she promptly flung at Thomas’s head.

Bang! The glass flew past the man’s head and shattered against the crystal chandelier behind him.

A shower of crystal shards rained down on the table, causing a huge racket as they did so and causing the women to yelp in fright.

jumped up from her seat and ran to

 

shield her face from the shards, but the crystal shards

let out a

Simon dashed downstairs in panic immediately. “What’s

has disgraced the family enough as it is, and yet

that had been done to her, but she caught Charlotte’s

he pointed a finger at Charlotte. “How dare you injure a member of your

ones who said those disrespectful things to me first!” the latter snapped as she glared coldly at him. “I don’t care if you call me all sorts of names, but if you’re going to slander my parents

“You…”

alright,” Simon said, trying desperately to salvage the situation, “we’re family, after

Thomas snapped angrily. “She acts like a whore, but she won’t let anyone criticize her for it! And when someone does, she

“Thomas, don’t say that…”

I’ll drop by and visit you and

at Simon’s sleeve and whispered loudly, “Simon, I know you’re a kind man, but I must warn you to leave

“Martin…”

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