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!”

she clicked the video link in

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

bride was someone else. She was beaming with joy, and her smile was

huge blow

screen while her trembling hands kept scrolling down

A

like this: Four years ago, they were blessed with triplets, but she

to a photo album. There she saw photos of the whole

record of her life with Zachary. However, someone appeared to be sharing those moments

her quivering hands and dropped onto the

was the distorted family photo

tormenting nightmare had

havoc in her head, and her

the Nacht Family first sent her to Coldbridge, she was undeniably scared of the uncertainty and hated them for doing so. Still, she held onto the last sliver of hope in her, hoping that