Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte was feeling more sure about her suspicions by the second. However, there was another question that was bugging her. If Zachary really is Gigolo, then why would he be doing all of this to me?

All of a sudden, the words that Chris had told her came to mind.

“Have you ever thought about the possibility that maybe I’m no Gigolo at all and you’ve just misunderstood me? Four years ago, I walked into the wrong hotel room. Maybe it’s just a mistake, but I think that it’s fate, in a way… I’ve gotten used to living a smooth life. Though there have been no challenges or problems, nothing feels refreshing anymore. Having someone treat me as a gigolo and extorting money from me feels exhilarating!”

Oh no. What if he was telling the truth all along?

But Chris isn’t Gigolo, is he?

Without conclusive evidence, she was still feeling rather unsure about the situation. What if it’s just a coincidence? Am I thinking too much?

Maybe the Chris that Ben had said was not the Chris that I knew?

I mean, Zachary probably wouldn’t act as a gigolo in front of me, would he? Would his ego allow for that?

Furthermore, thinking back on the times they had spent together, Charlotte’s attitude toward Gigolo was nowhere close to nice. If he were really Zachary, he would have beat me up over and over!

Thinking about that, Charlotte felt more doubtful than ever. Her head was in a complete mess. Shaking her head, she decided that she should shift her focus away to something else.

another question began bugging her. I’ll be able to tell if

coincidental, there is no way that

with, Charlotte was in high spirits. Taking

was tense. Zachary was doing work on his computer as he formulated his response

sound. We need to get all of our security guards to guard our entrances and exits with

sir!” Ben immediately sprang into action. However, after a few moments, he turned to Zachary and asked, “Mr. Nacht, if we get all eighteen of our people to safeguard Mr. Sterk,

for then?”

not ask more questions and

uncomfortable in the tense atmosphere in the office, Charlotte put down

some puddles on the floor

a rag to clean

“What are you doing?”

up from his computer screen and stared at her

herself stumped momentarily and then

asked you to do that?” Zachary said,

at

her to do it… “