Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

These were simple words, but they stirred Charlotte’s heart nonetheless.

“That eager?” Zachary patted her back and teased, “Let’s wait till we get home, hmm? Then you can ravage me however you want.”

“Jerk!” Charlotte bit his neck.

Both of them had a good laugh before getting out of the car.

A gust of spring breeze blew past, lifting a few locks of Charlotte’s silky, black hair. Her angelic features seemed to glow seductively under the glittering sunlight; she was a mesmerizing sight to behold.

The guests present were immediately drawn to her, subconsciously stopping whatever it was they were doing to look over.

Some ignorant wealthy businessmen even approached her to strike up a conversation. Right then, Zachary emerged from the car and placed his hand intimately on her waist, instantly smothering their hopes and effectively keeping them at bay.

Only someone with a death wish would dare to covet Zachary Nacth’s woman.

“Mr. Nacht, welcome!”

Both Hector’s and Helena’s fathers came over to greet them civilly. No matter what business conflicts they had, they did not dare to disrespect Zachary.

“Congratulations,” Zachary replied politely.

Ben stepped forward

very kind, Mr.

courteous and sincere. Helena’s father, Steven, also greeted Charlotte

Charlotte nodded

contrary, Hector’s father, Samuel, felt slightly awkward in

a lot in business-related matters. A union between both families through marriage was initially joyous news, but after tragedy befell Richard, the Sterlings decided to cancel the engagement at the

of view, Charlotte had snagged herself an even

esteemed guests. This

led Zachary and Charlotte into the hotel. A group of guests gathered around to exchange customary pleasantries. After Zachary entertained them for a while, he excused himself and brought Charlotte to

then, Bruce hurried in and reported in a hushed voice, “The Lindberg family came in through the side door. Hector and Helena personally went over to welcome them,

and report to me

swiftly retreated

Ben also rushed in to report, “Mr. Nacht,

nodded and sipped on his wine languidly with a cold glint

little restless. She always had a feeling that Zachary was planning something colossal and that the wedding was, in fact, a stage for the showdown between him

while Zachary was exposed in the open. Hence, it was

her hand in his

about to drink from it when a knock sounded on the door. “Mr. Nacht, may I come in?” came