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.

the clear. All Charlotte had was a gut feeling, and

the way. Have one!” She handed the cup to Charlotte, and even placed a

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 noticing the flash of

with work. After what happened with Mr. Sterk, Melody was

secretary, so they had to redistribute the workload in

everything she could in order to get accustomed to her work as soon

an eye, it was time to get off work so she sorted out her things and

reason, Charlotte felt really hot and thirsty the whole afternoon so she drank

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

back when I was demoted to the

phone suddenly rang and she immediately picked it up.

just around the

her relationship to the colleagues present, so she used a cute voice. “Be careful while

“Okay.”