Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

During lunch, Charlotte was still wondering whether Zachary and Gigolo In Debt were actually the same person.

If he was, why is he doing this sort of role play with me? He even promised to pick me up. Wouldn’t that just expose himself? But if he’s not, why do the look so similar? Borderline identical!

While she was deep in thought, a soft voice suddenly startled her. “I heard that you’ve been transferred to Level 68, Charlotte. Congratulations.”

“Thank you.” Charlotte looked up. It was Yolanda.

Charlotte recalled the incident where Wesley attacked her. Even though she could not find anything, something still felt really off with Yolanda.

It had been quite a while since it happened so Charlotte could not recall the details, but seeing Yolanda still made her weary.

“Really sorry about last time.” Yolanda sat opposite of Charlotte with her food tray and said with an apologetic tone. “When Mr. Holt attacked you, I really wanted to rush to the rescue, but I froze up in fear! I’m so useless!”

“Don’t say that. It’s okay,” Charlotte comforted.

“As long you forgive me. We’re still friends right?” Yolanda asked.

was totally in the clear. All Charlotte had was a gut feeling, and she did not

took two cups of fruit juice by the way. Have one!” She handed the cup to

saw that Yolanda had a cup as well so she did not think too much about it. She took a few sips and continued with her meal, not

After

executive secretary, so they had to redistribute the

in order to

get off work so she sorted out

really hot and thirsty the whole afternoon so she

in when it stopped at the thirteenth floor. They all congratulated Charlotte on

them with a smile. No one besides Yolanda looked me in the eyes back when I was demoted to the security department. Now we’re suddenly friends again? How

in her head, Charlotte’s phone suddenly rang and

just around the

the elevator right now.” Charlotte wanted to show off her relationship to the colleagues present, so she used

“Okay.”