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?”

trembled slightly as her mind went

Sleepless nights?

mean they haven’t been able to keep their hands off each other in the past

of the two continuously getting frisky with each other in bed surfaced in Charlotte’s

her world was crumbling. The rage within her began to boil, and was on the verge of

her gently. “Are you

Thanks, Ms.

lips and forced herself

a scumbag like

with! It has nothing

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

himself another woman. You can finally focus on your work,

not know him

if they start screwing each other right in front of you this instant, you

slapped Charlotte by the

Charlotte snapped back to reality, only to realize that the

already alighted, but she remained sitting