Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The others were still engaged in an intense fight.

Like a fierce eagle, Charlotte sprung toward Shirley with murderous intent.

Although Shirley was injured, she did not show any signs of weakness and started fighting Charlotte.

However, she had underestimated Charlotte…

After exchanging a few blows with Shirley, Charlotte aimed a kick at her and sent her flying away. Shirley collapsed on the ground, clutching her stomach and rolled around in agony.

A man charged toward Charlotte, attempting to attack her. However, the eagle immediately sped over and clawed at his face.

He let out a miserable shriek of pain.

Grabbing that opportunity, Shirley got back up to her feet and pointed her gun at Charlotte.

“Mommy, be careful!” exclaimed Robbie in fear.

Charlotte dashed over like a bolt of lightning and grabbed Shirley’s neck forcefully, pushing her against the car.

She pressed so hard that the gun slipped out of Shirley’s left hand and blood dribbled down the corner of her mouth…

your eyes!” Charlotte

immediately closed his eyes,

Never had he expected that after two years, his initially

the one who attacked me at T Nation?” Charlotte gripped Shirley’s neck and interrogated

up to her head as she opened her mouth wide. She did

had already defeated the other men. Some of them had fainted, while the other two stronger ones were knocked unconscious and dragged to the car. They wanted to capture these men

speaking, huh?” Charlotte shoved Shirley onto the ground. “Fifi,

eagle immediately flew over and

“Argh! Argh!”

tried her best to

the female bodyguard in the car

was about to save Robbie when Charlotte walked over. Hence, he had no choice but to

bodyguard out of the car, carried Robbie

hands and

on the floor. She warned coldly, “If you refuse to speak, it’ll

loudly. “Ms. Nacht is the one who instructs me behind the scenes, and she gets Sharon

well.” Charlotte narrowed her eyes menacingly. “If I had known that it’ll be so easy to get the answer,

just following orders. I’m not the one who injected you, nor am I the one who chased after you in T Nation. Please, spare