Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

After sending Henry off, Zachary decided to visit Louis.

Before leaving, he spoke to Cynthia. “Have a good rest at the hotel. If you feel bored, just get someone to give you a tour of the area. The scenery here at Ashenville Garden is spectacular.”

“Alright. Don’t worry about me.” Cynthia smiled as she gestured to Zachary.

Zachary left a few subordinates behind to look after her before hurrying off with Ben, Marino, and his other subordinates.

When they arrived at Charlotte’s villa, Louis was still having breakfast. Zachary walked over, sat down, and began digging in without even saying a word.

“You didn’t have breakfast?”

Raising an eyebrow, Louis called for a maid to give Zachary some cutlery to use. He also got them to bring the breadbasket, which Zachary adored.

It was almost as if he had forgotten about wanting to cut ties with the very same man for trying to steal his woman away just the day before.

Zachary was famished—he had not eaten anything since the previous night.

“How long have you been starving?” Louis frowned at him. “Don’t tell me you haven’t eaten anything since last night?”

expect?” Zachary rolled his

little guilty. “I should have arranged a

“Where’s Charlotte?” Zachary asked.

go get her.” Just as Louis was about to get up,

“If you think that her addition would negatively affect your profit, I

the eye, he could almost feel his head

Zachary sighed deeply.

room, Charlotte’s expression was downcast, and her gaze was sharp like a

Morgan, and the others were kneeling before her with their heads hung low, not daring

saying that Louis called him

conveyed the events that transpired the night before to her. “What were you two doing? Why didn’t you stop him?” She

pointed a gun at him. He simply couldn’t be stopped,” Morgan explained, looking

Nacht shoved me away really forcefully. When I got back on

not finish

had seen

and we tried our best. You were hurting all over. Even though Mr. Nacht acted a