Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Charlotte! Charlotte!” Michael shouted from outside the ward. “Are you okay?”

He paused for a moment before speaking again, “Zachary Nacht! I won’t let you hurt her again!”

“Mr. Brown, please be quiet! This is a hospital!” Raina scolded.

“Mrs. Berry gave me a call and told me that the kids went missing!” Michael exclaimed angrily. “Did Zachary kidnap them? They’re only three years old! Doesn’t he know that the kids…”

“That’s enough!” Raina bellowed, cutting him off. “You’re doing nothing but hurting Ms. Windt!”“What are you talking about? Why would I hurt her?” Michael asked incredulously as he tried to push past her. “Zachary Nacht! Get out…”

The door creaked open before he could finish his sentence.

Zachary emerged from the room, his clothes in a wrinkled mess.

Even so, his mere presence felt like a chokehold.

He glared at Michael warily. “What’s the matter now, Mr. Brown?”

kidnap those three kids?” Michael asked, his voice

of answering, Zachary merely narrowed his eyes, making the temperature in

out of the room while holding her injured waist. “He didn’t kidnap the

in the world happened to you?” Michael yelled the moment he saw Charlotte in her battered state. He rushed forward to

the torso during the banquet that night, but Michael thought

Charlotte standing before him looked as though she had gone through hell

are you going to do

screamed, raising his fist

push him away on her unsteady feet. “That’s enough, Michael! You

in

and he would definitely try his best to help

would only make

He’s messing everything up!

Let’s go!” Michael

not going to make it out of here alive,” Zachary scoffed. Without warning, he reached out and grabbed Michael’s