Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

As Sharon finished with her threat, she slashed the fruit knife towards her wrist…

“No! Ms. Blackwood! Don’t be hasty!” Ben shouted after her.

Zachary had no intention to stop the whole incident. Instead, he sat down on the sofa with his legs up comfortably and lit his cigar calmly.

Meanwhile, the knife found its mark. A shallow slash appeared as fresh blood slowly trickled out…

Sharon slumped onto the floor dramatically, weeping pitifully as torrents of tears streamed down her face.

‘What a farce. With such a shallow wound, it’s impossible for you to die.” Zachary dangled his cigar in his mouth and raised his eyebrows. “Shall I teach you how to do it instead?”

Walking over, he grabbed Sharon’s hand, picked up the fruit knife, and put it against her injured wrist, as he cold-bloodedly instructed, “You’ve got to show more resolve. Use more force to jam the knife in. Let me hear the sound of the blade piercing into the arteries. Let me witness the glorious fountain of blood spurting out. Only then you will die quickly!”

“You…” Sharon opened her eyes wide in astonishment, staring at him incredulously as if she was looking at a total stranger.

Everyone knew of Zachary’s ruthlessness and resoluteness. From the very beginning, she had admired those qualities of his; these were the aspects of a man who would stand on top of the world in the future. She had thought that she could become his wife by leveraging the existing relationship built by her parents with his family.

Alas, right now, she finally got a taste of his cold-bloodedness firsthand.

“What’s the matter, my dear?” Zachary sneered, “Aren’t you going to die in front of me? Go on! C’mon!”

driven mad as her whole body shook. “Fine!

away, she got up and left, slamming the

few secretaries outside exclaimed in horror at the sight of her bloodied hand. Lucy frantically

about her,” Zachary

quickly made

outside, she barked, “Get back to work. Nothing interesting

their positions one after another, some could not restrain their curiosity and started whispering. “Ms. Blackwood has cut her wrist. My goodness!

there’s not much blood. Her

sense. If it were life-threatening in the first place, the president would not have ignored it. After all, it’s a matter of life

putting up such a show in an attempt to

would never be threatened by such cheap

Mr. Nacht did not even bat an eyelid! Such

be spared from such a terrible future

concur with

get back to work. Pish posh!” Lucy popped back to remind. Turning her head to Dani, she instructed, “Go and call up the cleaner lady. Tell her to get rid of

Dani obediently scrambled

floor were glad. Finally, they did not have to put up with Sharon’s

…