Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary cringed slightly in response. He was about to decline when he saw Charlotte heading their way, causing him to change his mind. With a coy but polite smile, Zachary gestured to the door of his lounge. “Please! Come in!”

“Thank you!” chirped Nancy, ecstatic.

Zachary smile, glancing quickly in Charlotte’s direction before leading Nancy into his private lounge, deliberately slowing down his pace.

As he had intended, Charlotte passed by the pair on her way to her own lounge. However, to his dismay, Charlotte merely gave him a look of contempt and walked right past without further thought.

Zachary’s brows furrowed as he frowned. The interaction between Charlotte and Sharon, the way Charlotte was finding fault in Sharon in everything the latter did, the way Charlotte seemed to be getting revenge crossed his mind. All those seemed to prove she really was Charlotte Windt…

So why, upon seeing myself in close proximity with another woman, did she not even flinch?

“Mr. Nacht, my family’s company is entertainment-based. We have signed contracts with many popular celebrities in Koandria…”

Nancy immediately launched into self-introduction the second she sat down. “Hope you can give us a chance to work together, Mr. Nacht,” she added sweetly.

“Mm…” Zachary nodded half-heartedly. “We shall see, maybe someday.”

As he was talking, he gave a signal.

Ben walked forward and bowed courteously. “This way, Miss Gold,” he said politely, gesturing to the door.

a conversation, why is he

up, Nancy took out her phone and asked cautiously,

at her phone with

Miss.”

to utter another word of protest, Nancy reluctantly got up and leave with a curt and polite

the lounge for Nancy, he caught sight of Charlotte’s ferocious female bodyguard closing the door of the opposite lounge across

in fury

exited the lounge, Ben slammed the door shut in frustration. “That damned woman, I will

at Ben. He was quietly savoring the wine he had poured for himself when Ben had said those words,

bodyguard of Ms. Lindberg,” huffed Ben. “Yesterday during the car accident, it was her who came out of the car and started hollering

not be able to beat her if

of your men, how

talking and maybe defeat her in combat, then we’ll see.” Zachary rolled his eyes at

one of Ms.

noise came from outside. “What the f*ck are you doing?” a

It was Marino!

skills aren’t as good as your racing skills,” an arrogant,

me show

towards the woman