Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zara mocked with a cold sneer, “I was expecting something more from you. Well, you’re nothing special after all. Why would Zachary be head over heels in love with a woman like you?”

Charlotte slowly opened her eyes and looked at the woman with a puzzled mind. “Who… Who are you?” she asked weakly.

Zara smirked. “You don’t have to know who I am. Just remember that I’m someone whom you can’t afford to cross.”

“What do you want from me?” Charlotte muttered with her weak voice while panting.

“Hehe…” Zara chuckled creepily. “I’m going to return you to Zachary. Before that, I want to give you a present.”

Zara made a gesture as she said.

Two bodyguards swiftly pinned Charlotte down.

Shirley took out a syringe and slowly approached Charlotte.

“What are you doing? Let go of me!” Charlotte’s eyes widened in shock and she struggled with all her might. “What’s this? No! Stop it! Ah…”

Eventually, Charlotte failed to break free from the two men. Shirley injected Charlotte with some unknown transparent liquid.

She kept struggling and shaking

did she know

crossed her legs and sat comfortably on

and stared down Charlotte as if the latter was

as she kept

her facial features, Zara froze in her position. The

in dubiety, thinking she was mistaken. She immediately instructed,

squeezed Charlotte’s chin and forcefully

gorgeous face came into

was dumbstruck as if she had just seen the

a moment, Zara

at the cruel woman in front of her. “How… How do you know this name?” she

Zara got emotional as she

onto the bed and started crying out in pain. The body part where she

a few seconds, she passed out while white foam leaked from

frozen in her position, staring at

recomposed herself and hurriedly ordered, “Check her background now! I want to know everything about this woman.

Shirley took

Three months later, she’ll be a cripple at your mercy,” the bodyguard spoke fluently