Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“You rascal!” Old Mr. Nacht was quivering with wrath.

Sharon was completely speechless. At first, she thought that persuading her father to convince old Mr. Nacht to come would make it easier for her to take Zachary down a notch and speed up their marriage.

Never had she expected things to unfold this way…

Charlotte twitched her lips in helplessness. She thought that by saying those words, old Mr. Nacht would be fumed and chuck her out as well as forbid Zachary from seeing her.

And she would be able to break free from his claws.And yet…

She had underestimated the devilry within Zachary.

“Grandpa, don’t be upset.” Zachary rose from his seat and walked over to massage his grandfather’s back. “You have to take care of your health and not let your emotions jeopardize it. What if anything happens to you because of that? You won’t be able to meet your great-grandchildren then.”

Charlotte felt a shiver down her spine. Old Mr. Nacht mustn’t know about the three children. Otherwise, he would definitely take them away.

“You rascal—”

Furious, old Mr. Nacht gave Zachary a heavy punch.

“Don’t get angry, Grandpa. Relax…” Sharon got up from her seat and quickly calmed old Mr. Nacht. Simultaneously, she berated Charlotte, “It’s all because of you. Aren’t you going to leave now?”

to her senses

walked over

the car, Charlotte leaned back on the seat with a

goes my last hope. Does it mean I’ll never be able to get rid of Zachary for

at pains to throw off this arranged marriage which is why he’s deliberately contending with Old Mr. Nacht,” said Raina.

her a wry smile. “I can’t wait for him to marry Sharon as soon as possible and let

speaking against her own

trying to be rid of him, but seeing him getting married to Sharon wasn’t what she

depraved.

Nacht genuinely cares about you.” Raina couldn’t help lamenting, “I’ve never seen him treating

novel pleasure.” Charlotte was both mentally and physically drained. “Besides, with such brutal mindfulness, forget

when Charlotte’s phone started ringing. It

picked it up, “Hello, Mrs.

from the property management office of Apartment One on Happy Avenue. The elderly in your unit passed out in front of the entrance

am. I’ll

Charlotte hurriedly said to Raina, “Quick, send me

go there right now.” Raina immediately told the driver to

the details of the incident with the staff of the property management office. It turned out that Mrs. Berry went grocery shopping in the morning and blacked out in the