Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

After a while, Charlotte struggled to leave the bed and dragged herself towards the door. To her dismay, the door was locked from the other side. She knocked on the heavy door frantically and yelled, “Is there anyone outside? Let me out! Let me out!”

There was dead silence outside the room.

Charlotte twisted the doorknob hard, but to no avail.

She had to give up twisting it and switched to look out of the window. The moment she looked down from the window, she was stunned.

It was indeed a strange building. She was at the height of approximately ten levels from the ground, with concrete walls all around her. Oh no! There isn’t any furniture for me to step on! No chance at all for me to escape from this window!

This looks exactly like a classical castle in fairy tales!

If I dare to jump down from this window, I will surely become shattered pieces!

Looks like I have no chance to survive at all unless my abductors change their minds and release me!

Who was it that locked me up here?

turned to look at the various types of sumptuous food served on the crystal dining table — there were dishes of the French Cuisine: foie gras, snails, steak, bread, fruit salad, red

lit up at the fragrance. This is undoubtedly the limited edition from the winery of F Nation’s Arkfield that

abductor is obviously

Is it Sharon?

I could’ve been beaten up by her. It’s impossible that I can still be unharmed and savor sumptuous food

the whole room again, trying to

paintings on the wall were authentic masterpieces. Even the floor vases at the corner were all invaluable antiques. My goodness! Even a room used to lock up a hostage is of such a high standard. The

Who is she?

there was any name in her mind which could match the secretive woman. She gave up after quite

appetite at all. I’m

and low in the room, Charlotte finally spotted her phone. She was ecstatic and intended to call Zachary at once, yet there was totally

her phone and slot it back,

onto the bed in despair, not knowing

at the oil paintings on the wall, still holding her

trying hard to trace Zara’s exact

drifted into unconsciousness again. The Nacht family tried their best to keep

had cancelled his plan to leave this week right after knowing about what had happened to Henry. He could only

day. She was unusually quiet these few days, waiting for the latest