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.

has nothing to do with him. Please let

as Zachary tightened his grip. It seemed as if he

Nacht!” Charlotte could not hold it in any longer and growl at him. “You’re the one who got engaged with someone else, and you’re the one who fired

worked like a

loosened his grip and turned around to gauge the woman

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

by the back of her head, edging her close to himself as he glared at the woman. “You really pissed me

by her hair, making

man but was blocked by Ben. “Don’t worry, miss.

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

my boss’ lover?” Ben explained patiently

wanted to say anything, she was

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

going after her friend after listening to Peter. She turned around and noticed that Charlotte had already been dragged inside the private

“Ah, it hurts…”

felt as if her scalp was going to be torn off her head.

of wine from the coffee table and started to pour it

from dribbling on her face. However, Zachary pinched her by the cheeks,

take long to

coughed repeatedly, choking from the wine pouring down on