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?”

those three

narrowed his eyes, making the temperature in the room drop by a

injured waist. “He didn’t kidnap the kids, and you’re not needed

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

had kicked Charlotte squarely in the torso during the banquet that night, but Michael thought that she

looked as though she had

did it!” Zachary declared. “What are you going to

Michael screamed, raising his fist

Charlotte yelled, trying her best to push him away on

got himself involved in her

about Charlotte, and he would definitely try his

make things thousand times

He’s messing everything up!

Michael said, grabbing Charlotte’s

it out of here alive,” Zachary scoffed. Without warning, he reached out and grabbed Michael’s