Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“I bet you still don’t know…” Sharon tilted Charlotte’s chin with her knife and sniggered. “that the Nacht family has found your replacement. Your face in your wedding photos has been photoshopped into someone else’s.”

“W-What?”

A feeling of déjà vu knocked Charlotte numb. Her eyes opened wide, watching her nightmare become a reality.

“The news of Zachary’s wedding is all over the media. There are video clips of the wedding reception, but you’re no longer the bride. Here, see for yourself.” Sharon whipped out her phone and passed it to Charlotte.

Charlotte’s jaw dropped when she saw the headline: Zachary Nacht, President of Divine Corporation, held a low-key wedding ceremony. The bride was the daughter of Synder Group’s Chairman.

“You did this?” Charlotte looked up at Sharon.

“Of course not. Do you think I’d be here if it were me?.” Sharon let out a bitter grin.

“The woman is Cynthia Blackwood, my stepsister. The Nacht family is substituting her for you. She’s the ideal marionette that can never talk back!”

a fret as she clicked the video link

wedding with Zachary. But one thing was off—her face had been

ring, Mommy.” However, the bride was someone else.

huge blow

while her trembling hands kept scrolling down to

Romantic Story of A Four Year Underground

but she took

of the whole family, Fifi the parrot, their house on Happy Avenue, the

someone appeared to be sharing those moments with him in her stead, someone by the name

quivering hands and dropped onto the

instance was the distorted family photo where another

nightmare had come

wreaked havoc in her head, and

the uncertainty and hated them for doing so. Still, she held onto the last sliver of hope in her, hoping that