Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

As Charlotte was leaving Zachary’s room for lunch, she ran into Cynthia, who was holding a first aid kit in her hands.

The unexpected coincidence made Cynthia fret. Frantically, she stepped aside to make way for Charlotte.

The latter took a quick glance at her, then walked past her.

Cynthia was so anxious that she waited until Charlotte had gone downstairs before she lifted her head to look at her.

An indescribable feeling of hatred and jealousy crept up on her as she gazed at Charlotte’s back.

“Ms. Windt, lunch is ready.” Mrs. Rawlston enthusiastically invited Charlotte over to the dining table. Waving at her, she exclaimed, “I have prepared all of these just for you. There are hot cross bunnies as well as mac and cheese.”

Scanning the sumptuous spread on the table, Charlotte was delighted to see her favorite food and rose tea.

“We’ve been looking forward to your return for two long years.” Mrs. Rawlston doted on Charlotte like a close family member. Her gaze was warm and friendly. “I remember every single dish that you love and the tea that you like. I also remember that you enjoy sitting by the wall. Come over here, and take your seat.”

Mrs. Rawlston.” Charlotte was

these senior housekeepers have been treating me, it suddenly

welcome. We are family.” Mrs. Rawlston placed a napkin on Charlotte’s lap. “Robbie and Jamie couldn’t wait any longer, so they have both eaten. I guess they are probably asleep by

Charlotte responded

“Ms. Windt…” She faltered before adding, “Where’s Mrs. Berry? Did she come back with you?

upon hearing that familiar name. The silver spoon fell off

We became really good friends during her stay here. I’ve been missing her so much these two years.

on,” lowering her head,

further, “What happened? She was perfectly fine when she

Charlotte interrupted her. In a quavering voice, she stated, “I’ll seek revenge

be?” Mrs. Rawlston was shocked to the core. As tears streamed down her face, her heart sank. “What about you, Ms. Windt? How did you get

to imagine what Charlotte had gone through over

Mrs. Berry must have impacted her adversely. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have

Charlotte smiled. “I’m