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.

precise, she had never

red handprint immediately formed

wide with fury

she lunged at

Windt!” Mrs. Berry rushed over to protect

pulling Mrs. Berry away, but the latter used her heavy weight to her advantage and put up quite a

her go!” Charlotte stepped forward to help Mrs.

to go down without a fight, Charlotte unsheathed her claws and

rushed in and swiftly restrained Charlotte, twisting

b*tch!” Sharon raised her arm and was about

roar

back, gasping in shock, “Daddy? What are

go,” Taylor

immediately loosened their grip and stepped to

to support Charlotte. “Are you

the back of Mrs. Berry’s hand. The needle had penetrated so deeply

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

Taylor’s brows

“Daddy…”

out!” Taylor shot

pointed at Charlotte and gritted out, “This isn’t