Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Is he going to mad again if I’m late?

With worry gnawing at her, Charlotte urged the taxi driver to go faster.

Finally, the taxi pulled up in front of the building in Happy Avenue at nine fifty-eight. However, Zachary’s car was nowhere in sight.

Charlotte thought perhaps he would only arrive at ten sharp since every second counted for a businessman like him.

Hence, she waited by the roadside for two minutes, but there was still no sight of him.Maybe he’s caught in traffic?

Or something important cropped up?

Charlotte waited for a few more minutes, but when he still did not come, her head drooped with disappointment.

She speculated that he was probably angry because she didn’t answer his call earlier and decided not to come.

Or perhaps he was busy placating Sharon and her father after what happened in the ward.

Whatever. Come or don’t come, it doesn’t matter to me!

In fact, I’d rather he never come again.

Charlotte took in a deep breath and marched into the residential estate, all the while giving herself a mental pep talk. Stop thinking about that b*stard. You’re fine without him, Charlotte. He can do whatever the hell he wants…

elevator door dinged open to show

gaped at him, thinking she was imagining

after thinking

her eyes. What? It

you coming in or not?” Zachary peered

here?” Charlotte entered

you think?” Zachary answered her question with

me because you didn’t see

Zachary remained silent.

Charlotte gnawed on her lip nervously. “I came back at nine fifty-eight sharp and I waited for you downstairs, but you weren’t there. What’s going on? When did

me downstairs?”

you’d pick me up at ten,” Charlotte

pull her into his arms, gazing at her intimately. “So, you were also

“N-No, I wasn’t.”

to admit that she was indeed looking forward to seeing him,

lifted her chin and

him

go home and pick up where we left off.” Zachary pinched her

with me?” Charlotte blanched

toyed with her. “Are