Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“I have something else to tend to!”

“Ten minutes! No! Five minutes! Wait! Three minutes! Three minutes is all it takes! Please?”

“Fine. I’ll spare you three minutes”

As Zachary gave in to Sharon’s demand, he opened the door and walked into the room.

Charlotte tried to push Michael away from her, but it was too late—the duo that was at the entrance had caught them red-handed.Sharon and Zachary paused due to Michael and Charlotte’s odd position.

Michael had his arms straightened on the couch while he was on top of Charlotte. Her exposing and messed-up gown caused others to misperceive they were in the middle of an intimate session.

The moment Zachary opened the door, a gentle breeze whizzed into the pitch-black room, causing Charlotte’s already exposing dress to billow, exposing her inner thighs and her busty figure.

The air went dead silent as things had gotten unexpectedly awkward between the parties that were present.

Charlotte could feel the murderous intent through the glint in Zachary’s eyes, although they were a few feet away.

Her heart sank because she thought the furious man would kill her for real. Immediately, she sat upright and adjusted her wrinkled gown.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to get in your way! We have no idea this room is occupied, but please pay no heed to us and go on with the session that has been started!”

settled down, Sharon broke the silence

because it was written all over

“Zachary, let’s go and leave them alone! We should stop getting in

made his way

up from the couch but staggered due to the height of her pair of

but Michael stopped her and

Sharon stuttered after she

we’re merely having a

the room when he spotted the

glared at Charlotte and ran his fingers through the silky-smooth gown of hers. “Really? You’re

question, yet Sharon sashayed her way into the room and chimed in, “Why can’t you have a talk with her at the banquet hall? What sort of confidential conversation is it

loud, “Are you sure both of you are merely here for a

“Aren’t you the one who has prepared this freaking

vicious scheme of Sharon,

turn me down when you have the chance to do so?”

“Y-You—”

her cheek with his gigantic palm. “She’s right!

because she didn’t expect such a harsh remark