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.

leader charged toward Zachary himself, and his

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

star of the fight. Charlotte leaned back languidly and rested her eyes. Her head was

screams that were coming from the chaotic scene didn’t perturb her the least bit.

The leader and a dozen of his lackeys surrounded Zachary, while another two

for her, and she noticed a gleaming

frowned unhappily, but a moment later, she realized Zachary was already done with his fight, for the group of lackeys was now lying on the ground before the car, moaning

minutes. He defeated twenty armed men without

hands off and frowned when he saw the blood

of clothes.”

was drenched in blood. He didn’t kill anyone. He only taught the lackeys who tried to lay

closing in on them when he got into the car. Lupine, Morgan, and a few others