Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“All right,” Charlotte mumbled weakly. “I’ll move out right away.”

“Be sure to move out before midnight, or else I’ll get someone to help you with you,” Peyton uttered. “For now, I need you to pay your penalty fees first.”

Left with no choice, Charlotte could only pay the fee before she hurriedly looked for houses.

Fortunately, the house she rented was fully furnished. As such, she did not have many things to move.

She placed the pieces of furniture she owned and her suitcase in the security room before she went to the housing agency to look for houses.

As she had to work on Monday, she had to finish moving by the end of today.

After going through some troubles, Charlotte finally managed to rent a house that was near her office. The rent was thrice the amount of her previous rent, but the house was spacious, and it was in a good neighborhood.

Most importantly, no one knew about this place.

Hence, no one could come and disrupt her life.

While the banks were still opened, Charlotte rushed there and deposited the two million into her account.

grinned and exited the place with her head

the couch, she stared blankly at the ceiling. When she imagined the smiles that would be on her children’s faces when they came home, the corners

day, but she

on the television, looked at her gloomily and

cold, and she realized she had not slept under a blanket last night. Pulling her jacket closer together, she was

she fed Fifi and washed up before she rushed

the weekend, she only had

she had gone through too many things during these two-and-a-half

wondered why her colleagues were giving her odd looks and discussing quietly among themselves despite not

“Charlotte.”

over and exclaimed, “Not bad, Charlotte. I never thought you were in that kind

with Hector private, and

it,” Lily giggled excitedly. “I knew it. You were transferred three times in less than a month after joining the company, so I knew you must have pulled some strings. I thought the man backing you was Mr. Holt at first, I never would’ve thought

words, Charlotte furrowed her brows and questioned, “What the

opened her social media

it, and instantly, the hairs on the back of her