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.

do with him. Please let him

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

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

like

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

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

name and grabbed her by the back of her head, edging her close to himself as

the woman by her hair, making his

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

herself to believe what

Ben explained patiently

Olivia wanted to say anything, she was

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

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

“Ah, it hurts…”

was going to be torn off her head. She reached out to grab Zachary’s

wine from the coffee table and started to pour it on the

dodge the wine from dribbling on her face. However, Zachary pinched her by the cheeks, essentially pinning her down

long to finish the entire

repeatedly, choking from the wine pouring down