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?”

happened a long time ago, so you don’t have to bother about it anymore. Your dad did not want me to tell you about these things because he did not

“I know.”

knew how Michael was like. He would not reveal anything if he did not want to no matter

alright?” Michael

am okay.” Charlotte pretended casually to make a passing statement, “Helena wants to have

Michael sounded glad. “That’s great news! You have nobody else to rely on over there. If anything happens, you can

“I am about to leave.

give her a call soon and ask her to

“Thank you, Michael.”

Charlotte prepared to head out. Within half an

place, and there were no

bodyguards outside. They

she stepped into the restaurant, Charlotte felt like she was in danger.

or should I praise you for being courageous?” Helena sat in the middle, glaring at Charlotte. “You

woman a death glare. “Tell me, what do you want from