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?

the various types of sumptuous food served on the crystal dining table — there were dishes of the French Cuisine: foie

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

is obviously a

Is it Sharon?

her! If she’s the one, I could’ve been beaten up by her. It’s impossible that I can

around the whole room again, trying

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

Who is she?

mind which could match the secretive woman. She gave up after quite a while, accepting the fact that she did not

the sumptuous food in front of her, Charlotte had no appetite at all. I’m really worried about my three babies,

the room, Charlotte finally spotted her phone. She was ecstatic and intended to call Zachary at once,

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

bed in despair, not

dead silent again as she continued to gaze aimlessly at the oil paintings on the wall, still

hard to trace Zara’s exact

hand, Henry’s condition was still not stable. He could come to his senses momentarily before he drifted into unconsciousness again. The Nacht family tried their best to keep it a secret, not leaking

had cancelled his plan to leave this week right after knowing about what

trauma after witnessing what had happened to Henry that day. She was unusually quiet these few days, waiting