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.

the car earlier, her phone still had plenty of battery

calls; I picked up for you,” Zachary confessed. “Luna won’t harass you

he turned and was about

before tentatively asking, “Ha-Have you interrogated

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

not form words; all

the kind that anyone can fool; he

gaze and muttered, “Someone unimportant

didn’t see her?”

walked toward her as he lowered his voice, “You were so passionate and refused to let me go. How am

“I… I…”

a bright red as the images of what happened earlier flashed past her mind.

Oh, my goodness!

covered her face, wishing the ground would swallow her

A laugh escaped Zachary’s lips upon finding her

Zachary teased, “You weren’t drunk nor drugged, but

to him, she realized what he

times she had sex with

times, it was with