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?

table —

closer to her nose, and her eyes lit up at the fragrance. This is undoubtedly the limited

is obviously a

Is it Sharon?

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

glanced around the whole room again, trying to

antiques. My goodness! Even a room used to lock

Who is she?

could match the secretive woman. She gave

 I’m really worried about my three babies, and Mrs. Berry. I

She was ecstatic and intended

out the SIM Card from her phone and slot it back, restarted

slumped onto the bed in despair, not knowing what she

room became dead silent again as she continued to gaze aimlessly at

to trace Zara’s exact location,

his senses momentarily before he drifted into unconsciousness again. The Nacht family tried their best to keep it

feeling uneasy with Henry’s condition. Taylor 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