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.

over. When she was about to struggle, he ordered softly, “Don’t move.” Then, he circled his

didn’t dare move

in the middle of a fight over a project worth tens of billions and the fate of the company. With his hands on both sides of her slender waist, she was worried that

be

his eyes, Ben cracked his knuckles in exasperation

for four consecutive days and

had killed

fate of

one was doubting Mr. Nacht’s capabilities,

in his heart still couldn’t relieve the stress that was

and do this properly.

Zachary away

green code. Beside it, a tablet computer was showing the live broadcast of the

and began to talk about the features of

old man wiped the sweat off his brow as he was running out of ideas to stall. All he could do was hope that Zachary could stabilize the system so that

on the screen while his fingers continued to dance on the keyboard. Meanwhile, his chin seemed

dare move nor push

she was a temptress who

he had the urge to pull

noise suddenly

barged in.” Ben turned

“Hold on!”