Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Meanwhile, on the highway, Zachary was speeding toward the airport. His eyes were alarmingly red, as if the blood vessels within them were about to pop.

Charlotte, wait for me… I’ll get you now. He uttered those words in his head over and over.

Henry had personally spiked his drink and imprisoned him in the basement of his own house just to ensure that Cynthia could take Charlotte’s place.

As a result, he fell unconscious for three entire days, and by the time he woke up, things seemed to have taken an irreversible turn.

Everything related to Charlotte had been erased and replaced by fabricated information about Cynthia. News of Cynthia marrying Zachary was also released in an official announcement.

Of course, Zachary absolutely lost it when he heard the news. However, he was locked up and did not have the means to do anything about the situation.

Henry had planned on detaining him until Charlotte took the last bottle of antidote the next day and left for a place where Zachary would never be able to find.

Never did it cross his dysfunctional mind that Charlotte might fall into peril before the next day even came.

Unable to sit back and do nothing, Zachary figured out a way to escape. He then stole a bodyguard’s phone to contact Bruce and Ben. Upon discovering what happened to Charlotte, he took over a car on the streets by force and drove to the airport like an absolute maniac.

hand, Henry also sent his men to hurry to the airport to

same time, Spencer reached out to the correspondents of the Nacht family in

it was too

a monstrous jeep appeared

the collision caused the ambulance to slide backward haphazardly, and the ambulance collided once more against the utility pole by the road, causing it to fall onto its side. As the

car window and then dragged Charlotte out. She

wreckage, Sharon, who was in the jeep, turned her phone

very soon. You got to end this quickly! You need to ensure that she dies through

the commands on the

did a

Bang! Within minutes, a few bodyguards emerged from the jeep

Arthit whimpered, raising his arms in the air. “Don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me! I know

before he collapsed in

done swiftly with a single bullet each,

of the car and sauntered toward Charlotte in the

drenched in blood. She simply lay motionless on the