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.

phone a while ago. When they were in the car earlier, her phone still had plenty of battery power left. She could not help but think: Did the battery go flat

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

turned and was about to

before tentatively

with his unfathomable gaze. “What secret

could not form words; all she could do was tremble in

not the kind that anyone can fool; he has the habit

lowered her gaze and muttered,

You didn’t see

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

“I… I…”

red as the images of what happened earlier flashed past her mind. To stop him from interrogating Amanda,

Oh, my goodness!

wishing the ground would swallow her

escaped Zachary’s lips upon finding her silly look

much braver this afternoon than you are now,” Zachary teased, “You weren’t drunk nor drugged, but

him, she realized what he had just said. “You’ve

previous two times she had sex with a

times, it was with