Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte opened her mouth, but her voice was too raspy and soft to be heard.

“What?” Sharon bent down and moved her ear closer to Charlotte.

“I hope you live on…” Charlotte struggled to talk. “I will definitely… come back… and seek revenge on you… I’ll… make you… pay for this!”

“Hahaha…” Sharon burst out in laughter as if she had just heard the funniest joke ever. “Charlotte! Have you lost your mind? You’re gonna die here today. Do you know that? Revenge? Are you going to haunt me like a ghost? Hah! This is the funniest thing I’ve heard in a while…”

Sharon’s cackles sounded extra mocking and contemptuous in the howling winds.

After some time, she turned quiet. Hitting Charlotte’s face with her gun, she growled, “Stupid whore! You deserve this! If you do become a ghost, feel free to find me! Oh, by the way, you shouldn’t be haunting me. I wanted to spare your life, you know? I only planned on letting you suffer from the drugs, but those from the Nacht family just couldn’t wait to kill you! Urgh, I can’t do anything about that, can I?”

Feigning a troubled expression, Sharon pointed to the bodyguards and jeeps behind her.

“Look… Those are men dispatched by the Nacht family. At this point, none of them want you to live a second longer. Your existence is a blatant threat to them! You bring shame to their family!”

the truth?” Charlotte’s chest heaved as

Do you really think that

widened, Sharon continued, “Trust me. I won’t lie to someone who’s

doused the last flames of hope in the back of Charlotte’s mind. Her gaze instantly turned cold, and her fists were clenched so tightly that her nails were digging into her flesh. A seed of hatred had been sowed

you’d be less of an idiot

pulled the trigger and was ready to fire a shot

Boom! Boom! Boom!

that the whirling

like a wild beast, causing the dirt on the

from all directions. One, in particular, was circling directly above them, and the gusts of

before bringing her back to her jeep. To their dismay,

was furious. Whipping out her gun,

 To her utter horror,

the sharp