Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

A few masculine men with ferocious eyes entered the room.

Charlotte was startled and stammered in fear, “W-what do you want?”

They did not say anything and continued to approach her with an ominous grin.

Charlotte held the vase beside her to smash it on the men, yet one of them grabbed her hand first.

In a blink of an eye, the man pounced towards her…

“Help! Help!…”

Charlotte was thrown onto the bed. The man took out his belt and lashed her hard with it.

“Ouch!…” Charlotte shrieked in excruciating pain. She struggled frantically, but another man held her tightly. He tied her hands and feet to the bed, laughing excitedly as if he was well entertained by Charlotte’s painful wails.

There was another man grinning hideously while recording a video of the scene by their side.

to

after a short while. She wailed in pain, yelling for help, yet

her eyes closed in another

high-pitched wails was melodious music for

Charlotte being lashed. Without glancing at it,

I’ll send it now.” Shirley sent the video to Zachary at

rang. Shirley instantly reported, “It’s a call from

to her; she answered the call

Zachary bellowed on

is just an appetizer. The

fiercely, exactly like

from the Nacht family. You know pretty well that we have no fear for anything, don’t

remained silent just for a while and finally gave in. “Let her go. I’ll let you meet

a smile as she ordered arrogantly, “Let them stop at once. That woman is our beloved Mr. Nacht’s sweetheart. If anything happens to her, I

Ms. Nacht.” Shirley nodded

Charlotte was in an unsightly state of gory mess. She was sprawling motionless on the bed; her voice croaky and her throat felt

their clothes and were about

eleventh hour, Shirley kicked the door