Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Hahaha, you’d need to be a lot more powerful to get to me,” replied Charlotte as she got into the car. She later rolled the window down and leaned lazily against the backrest before saying, “By the way, thank you for your help today.”

“Oh? Seems like you finally found your conscience,” joked Zachary. He shifted his gaze to her wrist and noted that it had only been dealt with hastily. He reminded, “Remember to disinfect your cut or you’ll get an infection.”

“I got it,” replied Charlotte. She smiled and showed him her hand before saying, “I won’t let my hand get hurt because I still need it to crush you.”

“Good!” commented Zachary. He grinned mildly before he turned around and got into the car.

The two cars drove away at the same time and were side-by-side at the gate.

Marino and Morgan glared at one another before they accelerated at the same time.

In the back seat, Zachary and Charlotte grinned at one another. They rolled the window up simultaneously as if they could read each other’s minds. We’ll see each other again soon, was what they murmured to themselves.

It was half-past three in the morning when Zachary reached Serene Hospital.

He hopped out of the car and immediately saw Spencer waiting by the entrance.

“Spencer, what are you doing here at this hour?” asked Ben in a concerned tone.

“Ms. Blackwood got into an accident and she’s still in the emergency room. Mr. Nacht is worried sick, so naturally, I have to follow him over,” answered Spencer before he continued, “Mr. Blackwood is on a private jet and is rushing back to the country right now. His plane is estimated to touch down at dawn.”

into an accident?” interrogated Zachary with a frown.

the Blackwoods’ bodyguard did,” answered

driver now?” asked

well,” said Spencer grimly. “His wounds are worse

about the car that hit theirs?” asked Zachary as they walked into the

investigating the matter now, but the

to the emergency room. They saw Henry sitting in his wheelchair and nodding

off his coat and walked over to Henry to drape his

saw that it was Zachary, the

over from Ashenville Garden, so it took me some time to reach here,” said Zachary. “Go home and rest. I will deal

of me for the past two years. She is a kind and sweet girl. Now that she is in trouble

“I understand.” Zachary nodded.

lot of acupuncture treatments. That

appreciative of Cynthia even if he was not romantically attracted to

that you understand. Humans should have

call you once I receive

piece, Zachary waved at

quickly headed over to push Henry’s