Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte groggily woke up after a long sleep.

When she did, she realized she was on her bed back at the Nachts’ residence; every part of her body was aching.

She tried to return to her sleep, but many questions flitted across her mind instead—the interrogation, the truth, and the secret.

Those thoughts sobered her up, making her search for her phone in a panic.

“What are you looking for?”

A familiar voice traveled into her ears before the man walked out of the darkness. The mere sight of him made her shudder in apprehension.

“I-I’m looking for my phone.”

Charlotte nervously looked at him as she groaned in a silent regret. How can I fall into such deep sleep?

Has he already interrogated them and found out about the children during these few hours?

“It’s over there.” He pointed to her pillow.

She picked up the pillow and spotted her phone underneath it. However, her phone was switched off——it was out of battery.

still had plenty of

had some calls; I picked up for you,” Zachary confessed.

said, he turned and was about to

before tentatively asking, “Ha-Have you

to face her with his unfathomable gaze. “What secret do you have that you want

not form words; all she

must have spoken to her. He’s not the kind that anyone can fool; he has

Zachary saw her uneasy demeanor, he lowered her gaze and muttered,

You didn’t see her?”

then slowly walked toward her as he lowered his voice, “You were so passionate and

“I… I…”

what happened earlier flashed past her mind.

Oh, my goodness!

her face, wishing the ground would swallow

lips upon finding her

now,” Zachary teased, “You weren’t drunk nor drugged,

as Charlotte was about to reply to him, she realized what he had

had sex with a man, she had been

it was with