Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte’s features looked as if her face was carved out from the same mold as Isabella Lindberg. There was no doubt that they were mother and daughter.

As the mysterious man came up closer to her, Charlotte could also make out his face clearly. She instantly felt a strange sense of familiarity and connection with him.

There was no doubt that the two of them were bound by blood.

Their uncanny resemblance made it all too obvious, and her features simply screamed the word “Lindberg.”

The mysterious man took off his coat and wrapped it around Charlotte’s body before scooping her up into his arms. “I’m bringing you home!”

As Charlotte leaned her head against his warm chest and listened to his steady heartbeats, there was only one thought in her head. I’m going to survive.

At the same time, voices from the past began to echo in her head, and she felt as if she was bidding farewell to her past and welcoming a brand new beginning.

Charlotte, we’ll live a happy life together…

Charlotte, I want to be with you for life…

Charlotte, don’t worry. No matter what happens, I’ll never let go of your hand!

Charlotte, trust me. I’ll come back for you!

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. Your face has been replaced by that of someone else…

wanted to spare your life, you know? I only planned on letting you suffer from the

someone to replace you! Do you really think that they’ll let you live? They won’t be able to sleep at night until

need

Lottie, live on…

trapped in a dead-end, call this number, and

your life will take a complete turn if you make the call. You’ll

we’ll wait for you

Miss, live on…

Lottie, live on…

over and over in her ears,

enemies. What do you want to do with them?” One of his

“Release them,” he ordered.

The bodyguard seemed to be

you to take care of in the future! For you to take your revenge!” the mysterious man said,

head wearily and pointed a shaky finger at the ambulance in

and they immediately hurried to carry Mrs. Berry’s corpse from the

people from the Nacht family are nearby,”

hurled a flying shuttle into the air, and the two of them flew up

site and the wreckage were now under

ground, the horrendous events of the day replayed in her head. Every snapshot of the torment she suffered through and the gruesome way Mrs. Berry died