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. Please

pleas fell on deaf ears as Zachary tightened his grip. It seemed

any longer and growl at him. “You’re the one who got engaged with

worked like

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

divert his attention. There was no way she was truly putting the

Windt!” Zachary enunciated her name and grabbed her by the back of her head, edging her close to himself as he glared at the woman. “You really pissed me off this

by her hair, making his way

to stop the man but was blocked by Ben. “Don’t worry, miss. It’s just lover’s

be this violent?” Olivia could not bring herself to believe what Ben was saying. “You guys can’t do this. Let her go

if she’s not my boss’ lover?” Ben explained patiently to her. “Lady, our time is

wanted to say

soothing his neck with one hand, and clutching Olivia’s hand with the other. In a

had only stopped going after her friend after listening to Peter. She turned around and

“Ah, it hurts…”

felt as if her scalp was going to be torn off her head. She reached out to grab

He took a bottle of wine from the coffee table and started to pour

her face. However, Zachary pinched her by the

did not take long to finish

choking from the wine pouring down on her face. Her face