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

to stop Ben. Before she could even get close to the

“What do you think you are? I’ve already called the police, and if you

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

before dragging Michael out

to the door. However, the moment he emerged from the ward, they took a step

Zachary practically tossed Charlotte onto the bed, making her wince as her injured

to die!” he yelled,

with sweat. “Michael might have had some misgivings,

“Did you really think that I

“No, I…”

around and be accused of something I never do,” Zachary said as he sat on the sofa and put one leg over

shaking her head vehemently.

you shut up and save some energy to plead for your kids’ lives later?” Zachary huffed before getting up and leaving the

and over again, but he did not look