Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Oh,” Charlotte breathed. Carefully, she asked, “About the man from T Nation… Did you investigate him, too?”

“Do I even need to investigate him?” Zachary huffed. “The White women must have thought that you were the one in that video on the news, so they started threatening you with the old gigolo incident again.”

“Since you know everything, why are you asking me to explain to you?”

He’s so smart. Nothing goes unnoticed before his eyes.

Charlotte was now afraid that she would not be able to keep her children a secret for long.

“It’s no longer a secret that you’ve hired a gigolo.” Zachary gave her a scornful look. “Moreover, given that incident has made it onto the news, why are you still threatened by the mother and daughter? You must have other secrets.”

At that, Charlotte’s heart skipped a beat. Just as I thought!

“Look at your shifty eyes. You must be thinking of ways to fool me again, right?” Zachary sneered. “I’m not going to bother pressurizing you into spilling it. I’ll ask those who know about this instead.”

“No-”

Right then, Ben’s

“Speak,” Zachary ordered.

done what you’ve

slowly reported

arrangements for those people, and all that’s left is your interrogation. We’ve also removed all the news; Ms. Windt’s information can no longer be found on the internet or other broadcasting channels. The incident is now over. I’ve contacted all media outlets. From now on, they have agreed not to act on any tipoffs they receive about Ms. Windt, no matter who gives them the

Ben was done with his report,

Whites to the secret

“Yes, Sir.”

then slowly

phone to check the news, she realized Ben’s words were true. All her information was gone

had been replaced by scandals of other celebrities. When she searched her name and some keywords

she heaved a sigh

resolved, there’s no need for you to interrogate them, is

furrowed his brows, displeased. “You still bear feelings

“No.”