Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“This will be a breeze…” Ben took out another dart in full confidence.

“Without touching the stem!” added Charlotte.

For a split second, Ben was dumbfounded. Looking at Morgan with the rose in her lips with just a little stem poking out, he registered the difficulty in hitting the stem without harming the person.

Now he couldn’t even hit the stem, but had to drop the petals on the ground?

She just had to make things harder. Ben gritted his teeth.

“Why? Not up for the challenge?” Charlotte raised her eyebrow, mocking. “It’s not too late for you to back down.”

Everyone else in the room had stopped whatever they were doing, focusing all their attention on the little competition between the Nachts and the Lindbergs. Some even brought their drinks, hoping for a good show. How could Ben possibly back down now?

“Of course not,” answered Ben instantly. “Challenge accepted.”

“Show them how it’s done, Ben!” cheered Marino.

He had been mocked and humiliated by Morgan, the fire of his rage is still burning hot. Right then and there, Marino hoped that Ben would restore their integrity.

childish.” Morgan rolled her eyes at the men, still holding the rose between her

Mr. Nacht.” Charlotte raised her glass and gave a stern look towards the men, “If there is even a scratch on Morgan, I

raised an

knew

a dart. She turned to Ben and raised her eyebrow in a mocking manner. “Go

“No need for that. Ladies first,” he said,

allowing the distance between her and Morgan to be a good twenty meters. Narrowing her eyes, she aimed the dart towards the rose in Morgan’s

through the center of the rose. The liquid on the flower

closed her eyes reflectively. When she reopened them, a few shredded bits of the rose petals hung on

merchants applauded

sharp and precise. The dart only pierced through the petals, and the stem did not even move. The dart

at Ben

held a dart and headed towards the position where Lupine stood. He aimed his dart and drew his hand back, prepare to shoot. Before he could, however, Charlotte quipped, “Without touching the

eyes, at a loss for words. “Why didn’t you say so

hit the middle section of the flower, leaving only the messy bottom half held together by the

didn’t hit it either just

his teeth in frustration. But with all eyes on him, he decided to

luck, Ben!” cheered Marino in a cold sweat, feeling anxious