Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

As she closed her eyes wearily, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in her ears. “Miss… You need to live… on…”

Mrs. Berry’s voice was joined by the sweet voices of her dear children.

“Mommy! Mommy! We’ll wait for you to come home!”

Charlotte slowly opened her eyes once more to meet the sight of her father’s silhouette looming above her in the skies as if giving her words of comfort. “Lottie, please live on… Please live a happy life without me…”

The voices of her family seemed to warm her heart, imparting the powerful strength of hope into her veins, pushing her to fight against the Grim Reaper.

She blinked and sluggishly clenched her hands into fists.

Flames of hatred burned in her bloodshot eyes.

You want me dead? No way!

I’m going to survive this! And make all of you pay!

With willpower alone, Charlotte pushed herself up and crawled toward her right.

There was a phone lying on the ground, which was left by Sharon. Its screen was still flashing.

oozed from her knees and elbows. Her ivory gown had turned into a dirty, gory mess after

the moment. Nothing was going to stop her from grabbing her lifebuoy in the

blood-covered hands, she dialed the number that had been carved into

you find yourself trapped in a dead-end, call this number, and your guardian angel shall descend from the skies and protect you from

shall… I

 The phone rang once,

went through. “Hello?” A baritone

I’m Isabella’s daughter… I’m in

uttered those words. The next

there!” At that very moment, Arthit returned with a group of doctors. “Charlotte! Charlotte! Wake

ground. The call only ended when the

resembled a spider web. With that, Sharon’s phone

the terrain below seemed to parallel the unbreakable spell

to the paramedics, “How is

her condition is worrying… and that lady over there is

turned grim, and he hurriedly made a call to

froze momentarily and then sprinted to find Spencer with his

matters. Out of the blue, their bodyguard burst into