Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The next day at the crack of dawn, Mrs. Berry and Charlotte went looking for phones.

They bought local sim cards together with the phones. Oddly, the vendors have scruples about enabling international calls. He explained that it was due to the identification they had provided.

Mrs. Berry used all the body language she could think of but to no avail.

When Charlotte tried to communicate in English, they only shrugged their shoulders and tilted their heads.

Eventually, they sought help from their neighbor, Arthit. But he, too, said that there was nothing he could do, and there was no way they could contact their family back home.

Charlotte finally realized that if the Nacht family had trudged their way to send her here, they’d definitely cut off any possible means for her to make contact with her children.

That explained the numerous restrictions that came with their local identifications, which the Nacht family obtained for them.

All of a sudden, Charlotte ran back home as a thought struck her. She rummaged through one of the boxes, looking for her passport, but it was gone, and so was her C Nation ID card.

Right now, she and Mrs. Berry only had T Nation’s ID cards in possession. These cards stopped them from taking planes, riding trains, and making international calls.

words, the chances of leaving Coldbridge and making contact with people outside of Coldbridge

to them?” Mrs. Berry was at sixes and sevens. She nervously asked, “Miss,

“Yes, the Nacht family’.”

 Why are they so callous? Not only did they

All of a sudden, a revelation hit Mrs. Berry. “No wonder the bodyguards were

hastily looked for a small box given to Charlotte

goodness it’s

at the sight of the

was still worried. “What are

I’m fully recovered.” Charlotte didn’t want

out with a small silver box in her hands. “Spencer

minute. This might not be the antidote. What if it’s

wanted to kill us, we wouldn’t be alive and kicking

said that, Charlotte seized the