Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“I…”

“What’s your name? Which corporation do you represent?”

Without waiting for a response, Charlotte continued to interrogate Sharon rather aggressively. “How can someone with such awful character be allowed to participate in the Aploth Chamber of Commerce?”

Charlotte turned her head towards Mr. Potter and mocked, “Looks like you can do better at your job, Mr. Potter.”

Poor Mr. Potter was at the receiving end of Charlotte’s anger again for no rhyme and reason.

Mr. Potter groaned inwardly. Despite the exasperation he felt, Mr. Potter still kept a polite smile on his face as he rushed towards them to lighten the mood. “Ms. Lindberg, this is Ms. Blackwood of Synder Group. For your information, Synder Group is one of the leading companies in M Nation…”

“Leading? What was it that I heard her say just a second ago… ah, right. ‘We’ve been ranked down to top eighty’. Come now, Mr. Potter, quit pulling my leg, Ms. Blackwood herself said so,” interrupted Charlotte with a smirk. “Though I know that the top one hundred and one companies can participate in the Aploth Chamber of Commerce, shouldn’t there at least be a character test?”

“Um…” Mr. Potter was rendered speechless. He glanced sheepishly at Sharon, then at Zachary standing nearby, begging the latter for help.

Aware that this fiasco was caused by the mention of the Nacht Group, Zachary was ready to step in and intervene. Before he could, however, Sharon had had enough and blurted out in a fit of anger, “Charlotte Windt! Can you stop causing problems on purpose?”

Charlotte narrowed her eyes and stared at Sharon with cold, piercing eyes. “What did you say?”

because you’ve changed your surname to become part of the Lindberg family, you b*tch!” Blinded by her fury, Sharon bellowed arrogantly. “Charlotte Windt was so submissive that she would have willingly licked my shoe if

 Sharon was silenced by a slap across her face, the sound reverberated clearly throughout

while gaping at Charlotte, dumbfounded. “You… you b*tch!

slap across Sharon’s

blow almost made Sharon

taken aback by

side of Charlotte before. The Charlotte he knew

stranger in front of him, doubts crept into Zachary’s mind. Is this

you doing? H-how could you hit a person…” Mr. Potter tried to intervene but clammed

and humiliating me,” replied

Potter paled, lost for

going to kill

Charlotte with raised fists, going mad from

grabbed Sharon by her wrists and twisted her arms with tremendous strength. An ear-splitting crack

commotion broke out in the room. Panic filled everyone in the room as they instinctively stumbled backward from Charlotte, trembling

Charlotte shoved Sharon lightly. The latter sprawled onto the floor, pathetic and disheveled. Sharon’s gaze fixated on both her broken arms,

Potter gestured to someone in the