Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte couldn’t help but weaken her resolve when she saw Hector’s depressed face.

She said earnestly, “Hector, no one has a perfect life. Hardships and obstacles are inevitable in life. Dealing with them is not scary. The real disaster begins when you go on a self-destructive path.”

Hearing her words, Hector sneered, “Hardships? It’s Zachary Nacht who brought all these on me.”

Charlotte unwittingly turned to Zachary.

Zachary leaned back on the sofa in an arrogant posture, holding a glass of wine in his hand. He elegantly took a sip from the glass as if he heard nothing. He didn’t mind what Hector had just said. Instead, he remained silent and looked at the latter with a smile of mockery.

“Hector, you’re drunk. Stop saying gibberish.” Helena quickly stepped forward and held him down.

“What? There are no outsiders here.” Hector was indeed drunk. With unstable footsteps, he approached Charlotte and wanted to pull her close. “Charlotte, there’s so much I want to tell you…”

Before he could reach her, she was pulled backward and fell onto the sofa.

“Who are you?”

noticed Zachary who was wearing a mask. The way he dressed looked nothing like the arrogant, domineering president whom everyone knew. Therefore,

Night. Just now, Ms. Windt almost picked up a fight with a few wealthy

gazed at Charlotte

believe what I said? She was caught in a scandal with a gigolo four years ago.” Helena despised Charlotte

tell me it’s not true.

kind of person I am?” Having a cold smile

froze and looked at

never know my true self. You didn’t know me back then, and even

my world when I’m in love with

let go of me four years ago when I needed you the most. From that moment onwards, there

what you used to be, perhaps you could still have a place in my

look at you now. You’re such a disappointment.” Charlotte

heart was shredded into pieces. He lowered his

Windt! How could you say that to him? He is in this state because of you!” Helena shouted