Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

chapter 157

“Oh god, you’re going to kill him at this rate!” A sudden realization struck Charlotte, and she began pulling on Zachary’s arm. “Let him go!”

Chris’s eyes had already rolled back, and his hands were drooping down like two lifeless sticks.

At last, Zachary came to his senses and loosened the grip on his right hand.

Chris immediately fell to the ground, half paralyzed with fear.

Sighing, Zachary carried Charlotte into his car and took off.As they left the scene, Ben appeared with his subordinates. As they cleaned the place up, he said, “Send Mr. Broid to the hospital.”

“Yes sir.”

…

In the car, Zachary covered his jacket over Charlotte to keep her warm. His brows were still furrowed, and the fury in his eyes were not entirely gone.

Charlotte’s dress was torn in pieces – half of her chest was exposed, and so were her thighs. She was in a complete mess, but there was a striking sexual appeal to it.

Biting her lower lip, Charlotte was looking down, all quiet. All that she felt at that moment was shame.

How could I not have recognized that he’s a different person? Am I blind?

Their car came to a halt at the Storm Hotel.

the hotel entrance, then at

got off

promptly came by to greet them, “Your room is ready. We have also made preparations according to your

the car and made his

go home!”

replied with a

the presidential suite they had stayed

again, Zachary

sat back up, Charlotte wiped

he said emotionlessly as he left

a sad puppy as she stared blankly at the bathwater. Why is he treating me like

obliged to listen to

his words always turned out to be a bad decision. It’s not like he’ll

room was in complete darkness. The only hue of light was the

the switches did not seem to work. Feeling scared, she called

voice sounded from

him

Is there a malfunction?”

thing she knew, she was bumping straight into a table.

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