Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“That’s true.” Lupine nodded in agreement.

“Stop with the nonsense.” Charlotte gestured.

Lupine immediately switched on the laptop and pulled up a video. Not long after, everything that was happening in the private room opposite was shown on the screen.

From the screen, Zachary was leaning on the sofa lazily while smoking a cigar.

At the same time, a waitress was seen crouching down beside him, mixing up some drinks.

Although this looked like nothing much, it somehow gave people a sense of oppression.

“Is he really a gigolo?” Lupine stared at the laptop screen in disbelief. “His aura is no joke!”

“Zachary indeed has an intimidating aura too. But both of them are completely different.” Morgan analyzed. “Also, Zachary is self-centered, so I don’t think he’ll give up his ego and pretend to be a gigolo.”

“Yeah.” Both of Charlotte’s subordinates felt that it could not have been Zachary.

Nonetheless, Charlotte continued to stare at the screen, watching the way he smoked his cigar, the way he drank, and even the way he tousled his hair. Everything felt oddly familiar…

the feeling of familiarity felt friendly and

was different from the mixed

should believe him even

when the

Morgan quickly stared at

what would you like?” The waitress asked

He then added, “You don’t have to serve here. Go and stand outside the private room right across

The

the meantime, Lupine gritted her teeth with anger in front of the laptop.

ill intentions,” Morgan said furiously, “How dare a scumbag like him

staring at the screen with a

by the door.” The gigolo pointed at the outside and instructed, “If you hear any screams, cries, or calls

that, Lupine and Morgan exchanged a glance, looking confused. What

Charlotte found it weird as well. Why would he ask for such

Sir. I wouldn’t dare do so if you don’t explain it to me properly.” The waitress was smart, and it was expected of someone who received money from both sides. “Those people in the other

but I’m afraid that she would