Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Before Charlotte could respond, Helena hung up.

Gripping her phone, Charlotte felt perplexed. She did not know why Helena had the letter. Perhaps, it was a trap or a bait, but she still wanted to find out the letter’s contents.

Even so, after going through so much, Charlotte was wary.

She decided to call Michael, who she had not contacted for a long time.

Soon, the call connected. The man excitedly greeted, “Charlotte!”“Michael, do you still have the letter my Dad sent you?” Charlotte asked without hesitation.

“Yes, of course,” Michael replied. “It is in my house at H City, but I am now in F Nation. What’s wrong? Did something happen to you? I’ll rush over.”

“No, it’s alright.” Charlotte hurriedly stopped him. “I was just wondering about what the letter said.”

“Well…” Michael was stumped.

“Is it a secret about my Dad’s bankruptcy?” Charlotte queried. “Did he tell you who set him up in the letter?”

ago, so you don’t have to bother

“I know.”

like. He would not reveal anything if he did not want to no matter how much she

you alright?” Michael

okay.” Charlotte pretended casually to make a

still have business with Helena?” Michael sounded glad. “That’s great news! You have nobody else to rely on over there. If anything happens, you can get her to help you. She

Charlotte smiled. “I am about to leave. We

her a call soon and ask her to look after

“Thank you, Michael.”

the call ended, Charlotte prepared to head out. Within

place, and there were no guests

few bodyguards outside. They looked grim

as she stepped into the restaurant, Charlotte felt like she was in danger. Despite so, she was not scared as she knew she had Michael as her

Helena sat in the middle, glaring at Charlotte. “You knew

Charlotte gave the other woman a death glare.