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.

nothing to do with him.

grip. It seemed as if he wanted to take

him. “You’re the one who got engaged with someone else, and you’re the one who fired me. Who are you

like a

around to gauge the woman with an icy

her mouth and said nothing further. She was just trying to divert his attention. There was no way she was

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

woman by her hair, making his way to his private

you doing? Let her go.” Olivia wanted to stop the man

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

would we bother to save her if she’s not my boss’ lover?” Ben

Olivia wanted to say

with one hand, and clutching Olivia’s hand with the other. In a croaky voice, he said, “Mr. Nacht is

after her friend after listening to Peter. She turned around and noticed that Charlotte had already been

“Ah, it hurts…”

going to be torn off her head. She reached out to grab Zachary’s arm, struggling

of wine from the coffee table and started to pour it on the woman’s

the wine from dribbling on her face.

take long to finish

wine pouring down