Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Ignore the comments,” Lily whispered as she took her phone back.

“I’ve heard that Mr. Sterling has been in a bad relationship with his wife, and the two didn’t even have a wedding. Mrs. Sterling had the reputation of being particularly arrogant in the corporate world, and no one likes her. You have to do your best and get the title of Mrs. Sterling. And don’t forget about me when you’re married into a rich family.”

“Lily, you’ve misunderstood the situation. This isn’t what it seems like-”

Charlotte was about to explain when her phone rang. Looking at the screen, she realized it was an unfamiliar number. “Hello?”

“Hello, are you Ms. Charlotte Windt? I’m from H City TV. I’m hoping to interview you about your story with Mr. Hector Sterli-”

Before the man could finish his sentence, Charlotte had ended the call. In the next second, her phone rang again.

Charlotte dared not pick it up this time, but it doesn’t matter because soon, her inbox exploded with countless messages.

Ms. Charlotte Windt, we’re from H City Daily. We’re hoping to have an exclusive interview with you about Hector Sterling and you.

Ms. Charlotte Windt, we’re from H City Business Daily. We’re hoping we can arrange an exclusive interview with you. Shall we arrange for a time?

Ms. Charlotte Windt…

company in H City, and even media companies overseas, were

not pick up any calls from unfamiliar numbers, nor did she dare to click

with every one of them asking about her

knew things had blown up. If this kept up, every private matter of hers would be revealed to the public. If that happened, even her children would

What do I do?

What should I do?

I’m here for Charlotte. She moved out from her previous place, so this is the only place I can find her. That b*tch had the audacity to seduced

that moment, everyone by the elevators heard her shouts, and they all cast odd

Charlotte lowered her head

at them righteously. “It takes two to tango, you know? So why do you have to blame everything

colleague. Oh my God, Lily. You’re just making things

arm around Charlotte’s and huffed, “Didn’t you see the photos? Mr. Sterling is the one holding Charlotte’s hand, and he’s the one looking at her lovingly. I’d dare say that

a mistress be the one who’s morally right?” a female colleague refuted. “Regardless of everything, he has a wife and a child. You shouldn’t have

right. Everyone is supposed to have morals. We can’t be walking