Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary was jolted when he heard her words. As his fingers continued to dance on the keyboard, he looked at her passionately. “Worried about me?”

Realizing her Freudian slip, Charlotte blushed and bit her lower lip, not daring to utter another word.

When he saw how embarrassed she was, Zachary couldn’t help but be touched. He used his leg under the table to nudge her. “Come over!”

“Why…”

With her heart racing, Charlotte glanced at him bashfully before averting her gaze.

“Hurry up,” Zachary demanded.

Charlotte dawdled towards him. Despite being just a few steps apart, it felt as if they were a thousand kilometers away. It took her a long time to close the distance.

Ben grew anxious. Are these two actually being lovey-dovey at such a crucial moment?

“Ah…”

Just as Charlotte cried out, Zachary pulled her into his embrace.

trembling all over. When she was about to struggle, he ordered softly, “Don’t move.” Then, he circled his hands around her waist and continued typing

dare

project worth tens of billions and the fate of the company. With

be an unforgivable

exasperation as he couldn’t stand the sight of

Sterk had drunk laxatives for four consecutive days and suddenly felt he

killed all his enemies in

of the world while embracing a beauty at

capabilities, Ben still couldn’t help but

a madman in his heart still couldn’t relieve the stress that was building up within

me and do this properly. At this crucial moment,

Zachary away

tablet computer was showing the live broadcast of

of the president and began to talk about

running out of ideas to stall. All

his eyes were fixated on the screen while his fingers continued to dance on the keyboard. Meanwhile, his

dare move nor

as if she was a temptress who

so nervous that he had the urge to pull Charlotte away but didn’t have the

loud noise

has barged in.”

“Hold on!”