Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

For the last sentence, he was almost whispering, and the others could barely catch what he said, except Zachary.

He looked at Henry in bafflement. Put it to an end? How to end it?

“Let me tell you one more thing.” Henry gazed at Zara in dejection. “I have actually kept a large sum of money for Chris. It is more than enough for you to lead a free and easy life. Nevertheless, you insist on digging your own grave!”

“Stop nagging and save me immediately!” Zara shrieked impatiently. She had apparently forgotten about how she had held her father as a hostage a while ago. Not to mention, she was even exploiting him as her shield against the gunshot!

“Time’s up!” Charlotte lost her patience and prepared to fire.

At the same time, the siren sounded from a distance away.

Lupine lowered her voice and reminded Charlotte, “Ms. Lindberg, quite a number of police cars are advancing toward us. I’m afraid…”

Before Lupine could finish her words, Charlotte snapped at her, “I don’t care, and I can barely wait to finish her off!”

Bang! Bang! Bang! All of a sudden, there was a series of ear-piercing gunshots. It seemed someone had finished firing the bullets in the barrel.

Everyone was astounded and gaped at Henry, who had shot his own daughter to death by himself!

his trembling hand. Emotionally shaken, he slumped onto the floor. He lowered his head as tears

Zachary crouched down beside

mind turned mushy as she looked at a grief-shaken Henry and Zara’s lifeless body. As a wave of indecipherable complex emotions crashed

as she did not end the woman’s life in her own hands. Nevertheless, she could not

take advantage of my kindness anymore! When Charlotte recomposed

reached and took prompt action, putting the tense situation

the whole night. By the time Charlotte reached home, it was

petrified when she stepped into the house with her clothes drenched

out the bullet for her and attended to her

Mr. Zachary and Mr. Nacht?

assign people to send you home,” Charlotte told her gently without replying to

you.” Mrs. Rawlston nodded

a few bodyguards to send Mrs. Rawlston

the recliner in the room, Charlotte’s heart sank as another

pain on her shoulder was as though indicating that both Zachary and her would never be able to let bygones be bygones.

tactfully. “Anyway, the police is still liaising closely with the Nacht family. We are still not sure if Mr. Henry will be charged for