Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Hm?” Zachary lifted a brow. “You don’t want it? Forget it then.”

He was a second away from keeping the check.

“Of course I want it!” Charlotte swiftly took the check. Upon seeing the numbers on the paper, she broke out into a smile. “Two million! Thank you, Mr. Nacht.”

“You’re welcome. This is what you deserve, after all.” Zachary smiled. “This is the reward for you convincing Mr. Sterk to drink the laxatives.”

“About that… I thought you said you were going to take it out from the necklace’s money?”A foreboding sense burrowed its way into Charlotte’s heart at his words.

Even Fifi was trembling as it looked at Zachary like he was a carnivorous monster.

“What’s the difference between owing me a hundred million and owing me ninety-eight million?” Zachary muttered. “I might as well give you the reward to make sure you won’t have other worries when you serve me.”

Wait… Serve?

Hearing that word, Charlotte panicked as she hastily said, “Mr. Nacht, I’m just an ordinary working individual. I-I’m not selling my body.”

“Selling my body! Selling my body!” Fifi repeated.

Zachary glanced at it.

pull on

and waved it in front of her eyes with

at the paper in his hand. She

as I could to the villa… When I reached the villa, I

gates if I refuse to sign the agreement, I finally agreed to

look, she realized that the paper indeed does not contain her signature. However, there was a bright red thumbprint

stiffened for a moment before she raised her hand and looked at her injured thumb. Realization finally dawned

“Douchebag. Dou-”

look in Zachary’s eyes made it flinch

up a remote from the side and pressed on its button. Then,

me! I don’t want

as you save me, I’ll

contract. I’ll sign it. As long as you save me, I’ll

“Are you going

first. Let me in quickly. The wolf is here. It really

you’re the one

The recording then ended.