Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte glanced at Fifi, who was lying on a cushion and sleeping soundly in the cage. If she did not notice the slight heaving of its chest, she would’ve thought that it was dead.

Who fed Fifi alcohol?

An impish face flashed across Charlotte’s mind. Who else can it be other than him?

“We can leave now!” Michael, who had finished changing his clothes, grabbed his car keys and strode out.

“Okay.”

Both of them rushed into the car, which zoomed toward Happy Avenue.

To ensure Michael’s safety, a few bodyguards tailed them in another car.

Neither Charlotte nor Michael spoke throughout the journey. Only after they arrived at the entrance of Happy Avenue did she say, “Michael, I know that it’s really despicable of me to say this, but I have no choice. Let’s not meet anymore.”

She choked up when she spoke, “I can’t drag you down with me, and I don’t want this torment to ensue. Really…”

Although Michael was extremely reluctant, he decided to concede. “I’m not capable enough to oppose Zachary right now. If I help you, I’ll only

wiped her tears away. “You must stay safe and take care

forced out a smile on his face. “Don’t cry.

burned within her when

Michael opened the car

fine,” refused Charlotte quickly. “I don’t

scam?” Michael was still worried. “I must ensure you and your children’s

smiled bitterly. “Although Zachary has a lot of horrible habits, a good thing about him is that he

over you as you go upstairs. If everything’s fine, turn the lights on and off three times. In that case, I’ll

Michael warmly. “Michael, stay

side in the

“Got it…”

and walking into the neighborhood briskly. Soon, she broke out into

children, not even wanting to wait

To her surprise, two policemen were standing in

Charlotte was so scared