Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Mrs. Berry panicked and pushed Charlotte behind her. “Don’t touch her! I dare you to beat me up!”

Zachary simply sighed and signaled to his bodyguards, who dragged Mrs. Berry away. “Help! Somebody help me!” Mrs. Berry was terrified as it happened.

One of the bodyguards reached over and covered her mouth with his hand.

“Mrs. Berry…” Charlotte called, worried that she might get hurt.

“Don’t worry, Ms. Windt,” Raina whispered. “Mr. Nacht won’t hurt her.”“But…”

Before Charlotte could finish her sentence, Zachary grabbed her chin roughly and twisted her neck around to face him.

His eyes flashed dangerously as he asked, “Am I some sort of convicted criminal, huh?”

“W-What do you mean?” Charlotte asked, terrified. “I never thought of you as the one…”

“Ben!” Zachary shouted, ignoring her attempt to explain herself completely. “Capture the three little rascals now!”

Ben said, glancing at Charlotte before rushing out of the

close to the door, Zachary gripped her arm tightly and dragged her

dare you!” Michael screamed. “What do you think you are? I’ve

about the cops!” Zachary shouted, cutting him off. “Take him

chorused before dragging Michael out of

the whole way out, and a curious crowd had already formed by the time he got to the door. However, the moment he emerged from the ward, they took a step back in fear of getting

bed, making her wince as her injured

he yelled, looking at her as though they

forehead shimmering with sweat. “Michael might have had

asked, grinning coldly. “Did you really

“No, I…”

around and be accused of something I never do,” Zachary said as he sat on the sofa and put one leg over the other elegantly. “So you think I’m

sobbed, shaking her head

energy to plead for your kids’ lives later?” Zachary huffed before getting up and leaving

his name over and over again, but he did