Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“H-How dare you hit Ms. Windt?”

Mrs. Berry was livid, grabbing the thermos in front of her and throwing it at Sharon.

Although Sharon successfully dodged it, her body wasn’t spared from the hot soup inside. Her shrieks instantly reverberated through the room as the soup scalded her. With a pained and outraged expression, she roared, “You damned old lady! How dare you?”

“What? I was just doing your parents a favor by teaching their uncultured daughter a lesson.”

Mrs. Berry got down from the bed and helped Charlotte up.“Boys!” Sharon pointed at Mrs. Berry with an unrelenting gaze as she ordered, “Take her down.”

Two bodyguards walked in and were about to tackle Mrs. Berry.

Charlotte quickly stood in front Mrs. Berry, shielding her. “Don’t you dare lay a finger on her!”

“What if I want to?” Sharon rushed forward and shoved Mrs. Berry hard.

Mrs. Berry was knocked against the bed and fell to the ground, causing the IV needle on the back of her hand to pierce deeper into her flesh, instantly drawing blood.

Seeing this, Charlotte flew into a rage and landed a hard slap on Sharon’s cheek.

The crisp sound echoed through the room.

her shock. To be precise, she had never expected Charlotte to be

handprint immediately formed

How dare you hit me?” Sharon’s eyes went wide with fury as she

that, she lunged

Ms. Windt!” Mrs. Berry rushed over to

the latter used her heavy

forward to help Mrs. Berry, but

go down without a fight, Charlotte unsheathed her claws and

rushed in and swiftly restrained

b*tch!” Sharon raised her

angry roar pierced through

froze midair and she looked back, gasping

go,” Taylor

immediately loosened their grip and stepped to a

hurried over to support Charlotte. “Are you

hand. The needle had penetrated so deeply

sharp blade driving into her heart. As she held Mrs. Berry’s hand, her entire

out.” Taylor’s

“Daddy…”

out!” Taylor shot a

bitter resentment, Sharon pointed at Charlotte and