Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte trembled as she stole a glance at Zachary apprehensively.

Zachary narrowed his eyes at her as he made his way to her slowly.

“Mr. Nacht, I thought…”

“What?” Zachary snapped before Peter could finish. “You thought I didn’t want her anymore, so you let her serve other men here?”

“No, that’s not what I meant…”

Zachary was already grabbing Peter by his neck before the latter could explain further.

The force he exerted almost crushed his windpipes.

Peter widened his mouth as he rolled his eyes back, veins popping on his forehead. He reached out as an attempt to free himself but to no avail. His hands slumped to his side.

“No…” Olivia lurched forward. “Let him go!”

Zachary’s bodyguard stopped her in her tracks. She did not even get close to his side.

to do with him.

Zachary tightened his grip. It seemed as if he wanted to take Peter’s life right then

in any longer and growl at him. “You’re the one who got engaged with someone else, and you’re the one who fired me. Who are you to

like

his grip and turned around to gauge the woman with an icy cold gaze. “What did

her mouth and said nothing further. She was just trying to divert his attention.

her name and grabbed her by the back of her head, edging her

drag the woman by her hair, making his way

her go.” Olivia wanted to stop the man but was blocked by

believe what Ben was saying. “You guys can’t do this. Let her go or I’ll

boss’ lover?” Ben explained patiently to her. “Lady, our time is much too

Before Olivia wanted to say anything, she was

and clutching Olivia’s hand with the other. In a croaky voice, he

She turned around and noticed that Charlotte had already

“Ah, it hurts…”

off her head. She reached out to grab

sofa. He took a bottle of wine from the coffee table and started to pour it on

shook her head furiously, trying dodge the wine from dribbling on her face.

long

coughed repeatedly, choking from the wine pouring down on her