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.

Charlotte grinned and exited the

entire house late into the night. Lying exhausted on the couch, she stared blankly at

tiring day, but she soon

television, looked at her gloomily

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

fed Fifi and washed up before she rushed

last Friday. Combined with the weekend, she only had two-and-a-half days off, but

she had gone through too many things during these

she wondered why her colleagues were giving her odd looks and discussing quietly among themselves despite not knowing what had

“Charlotte.”

the administration department, Lily, walked over and exclaimed, “Not bad, Charlotte. I never thought you were in that kind

froze. She had kept her relationship with Hector private, and

have pulled some strings. I thought the man backing you was Mr. Holt at first, I never would’ve thought it’d be Mr. Sterling! You’re impressive

her brows and questioned, “What the hell? What

have photos and videos.” Lily chuckled as she opened her social media

it, and instantly, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up as she read the