Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Sharon sounded as though she was being benevolent toward Charlotte.

How the latter wished to respond with a snide remark, but she held back.

“Thank you, Ms. Blackwood,” said Lucy respectfully. “But we don’t wish to bother you and Mr. Nacht. We still have work to do, so we’ll be taking our leave.”

“You still need to have lunch when you get back, anyway. You may as well join us,” Sharon insisted as she leaned onto Zachary once again. “Right, Zachary?”

“Yeah,” Zachary responded. “Let’s eat together.”

“Alright, then.” Not daring to say anything more, Lucy dragged Charlotte back into the golf cart, and the two sat behind Zachary and Sharon.

Unlike before, Charlotte seemed especially calm today.

Although, that was merely on the surface. For deep down, she was already cursing the bloody couple in front of her.

May you both suffer from constipation every day. May you both wet your beds every night. May you be impotent for the rest of your life, Zachary Nacht!

“I just bought a new swimwear, Zachary. How about we visit a hot spring tonight?” Sharon stuck to Zachary like glue. “You must be tired after so many sleepless nights. Why don’t you take it easy just for tonight?”

that, Charlotte trembled slightly as her mind

Sleepless nights?

that mean they haven’t been able to keep their hands off each

frisky with each other in bed

instant, she felt like her world was crumbling. The rage within her began to boil, and

“Are you cold? You’re not wearing

okay. Thanks,

pursed her lips and forced herself to

mad over a scumbag like him,

with! It has nothing to

well marry that woman right away! They’re both so self-centered and cocky that they deserve each other. With their heads up high all

finally focus on your work, look after the children, and begin a

just pretend to not know

screwing each other right in front of you this instant, you

Lucy slapped Charlotte by

back to reality, only to realize that the golf cart had

already alighted, but she remained sitting