Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte’s eyes shone. She was about to lie when Mrs. Berry agitatedly continued, “It really was him. That a******. Karma will get him!”

“No, you got it wrong…” Charlotte tried to explain.

“What’s wrong?” Mrs. Berry’s face was red with anger. “You’re never one to lie. One look and I know exactly what happened.”

“It was him, but he didn’t hit me. He hit someone else and I stood in his way. Which is why…”

“So it was him? The next time I see him, I’ll be sure to teach him a lesson,” said Mrs. Berry with frustration.

“You can’t. He’s the Devil. It was dangerous enough when you hit him with the broom. If you try something like that again…” Charlotte rushed to advise her against it.

“So? It’s not like he’ll kill me. At the very most, I’ll sacrifice my life fighting it out with him,” said Mrs. Berry fearlessly.

“He might not kill you, but he could punish me.” Charlotte threw out her trump card.

Fine, then. I won’t go after him.” Mrs. Berry immediately calmed

and anxiously urged her, “Miss, let’s stay away from him. We don’t need his

he beat up Michael? Michael is no match for

the bad man that

bad. He has saved me many times. If not for

Mrs.

“Those times…”

when she was attacked, and how it was

Berry was

just

hope we can return to those quiet days. Although we were poor and times were hard, life was stable. Nothing much happened.

happen in the future. You can relax.”

Charlotte and choked out, “Before Mr. Windt’s incident, he

know. We all have to be okay. You need to cooperate with treatment and get better soon so you can help me take care