Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“That’s right!” Taylor let out a hearty laugh.

Henry guffawed along with him. He secretly squeezed Zachary’s hand under the table to remind the latter to smile.

Zachary couldn’t bring himself to smile. His silence was an act of consent.

Delighted, Sharon planted a kiss on Zachary’s cheek before she hugged his arm and leaned onto his shoulder intimately.

She was clearly overjoyed.

The crowd broke out in loud cheers and thunderous applause. Cameras flashed around the hall as everyone recorded the announcement of the grand wedding.

Charlotte gazed at Zachary blankly as her heart shattered into pieces before sinking into a deep abyss.

Isn’t this what I have always wanted?

Why does it hurt so much to see Sharon leaning into his arms?

She stared at the ground and told herself to smile.

Yes, I should be laughing out loud to show Zachary I never cared about him. I should be congratulating him so he’d get disgusted with me and let me off.

she couldn’t make herself

can leave now,” declared Spencer before he left

all, she was of no

her to threaten Zachary

they had discarded

way backstage to leave this noisy hall. It was so noisy as everyone gave their blessing

Zachary’s gaze landed on Charlotte, she was halfway to the exit, like

doesn’t care at

over as fury rose in his heart. He stood up,

out to grab him, but she was no match for the man. He had barely

lying limply on the ground greeted his sight. She was spitting

Taylor rushed over to carry her. “What happened? Why are you acting this

the doctor,” ordered

Spencer immediately left to

reporters and deleted the photos of Sharon

dashed over and picked her

suddenly bumped into her. Losing her balance, she toppled onto the

rushing into the lounge