Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte sneered, but she didn’t look like she would accept the challenge, as if thinking that the thugs were beneath her.

“Do you want them dead or alive?” Zachary unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.

“Somewhere in between.” Charlotte scanned the thugs and looked at the time. “There are twenty of them. Can you finish them in twenty minutes?”

“That’s more than enough.” Zachary stood in front of the car and beckoned the thugs. “Alright, come at me then, you b*stards.”

“You arrogant f*cker!” the leader roared, and his lackeys charged toward Zachary, swinging their bats.

Zachary aimed a kick at one of the lackeys, sending him flying backward before crashing into his comrades along the way. The other lackeys were shocked, and they halted their steps, afraid that they would get hurt next.

“Don’t just stand there! Get him!” their leader bellowed. “There’s twenty of us against him! It’s impossible to lose!”

The thugs armed with knives took two steps forward, but they backed off when they locked eyes with Zachary.

want the money or not?” The leader

was left, he ramped up the speed of the fight, downing each and

if he was the only star of the fight. Charlotte leaned back languidly and rested her eyes. Her head was still throbbing, and

chaotic scene didn’t perturb her the least bit. She was immersed in her

of his lackeys surrounded Zachary,

slowly opened her eyes when she felt the murderous intent coming for her, and she noticed a gleaming blade coming for her neck,

splattered on her face. She frowned unhappily, but a moment later, she realized Zachary was already

He defeated twenty armed

he saw the blood on the bonnet.

change of clothes.”

taught the lackeys who tried to lay their hands on Charlotte a

Zachary turned around and saw the silver Rolls-Royce closing in on them when he got into the car. Lupine, Morgan, and a