Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Staring at the dark sky outside, Charlotte got overwhelmed with uneasiness. She felt as though something terrible would always happen on a rainy day.

She feared the whole thing might fail in the end.

“Ms. Lindberg, you don’t have to worry.” Meanwhile, Morgan was not bothered at all. “Taylor is already arrested, while Cynthia and Zara are dead. Sharon won’t be able to make waves by herself.”

“I bet you’re right.” Charlotte nodded in agreement. Sharon is the only one left in the Blackwood family. I doubt if she would be able to make a difference.

However, Charlotte still could not help but worry as she deliberately made a call to Olivia. “Olivia, please be extra careful when you leave the house later. Please wait for my men to pick you up. Don’t leave alone, understand?”

“Understood. Don’t worry.” Olivia hesitated before she spoke again, “Did something happen?”

“Nothing…” Charlotte did not want to startle her. “Make sure you keep Ellie company. I’ll call you again later.”

“Okay.”

Hanging up the phone, Charlotte looked out of the car again. By then, they had entered the path inside the Garden Villa. Soon, they would be arriving at the Nacht residence.

Sharon should be alone now. After she has escaped, the only place she can go is the airport. Even though the Synder Group is gone now, she should be able to get her hand on some money. I bet she will try to buy a fake passport and a flight ticket to leave H City. Nonetheless, how did she manage to escape by herself?

not wrap her head

there!” Just then, Morgan reminded

her senses and realize the car had stopped moving. The next moment, two bodyguards

the car. She entered

Nacht residence swiftly went to

appeared abruptly and greeted them with a troubled look. “Ms.

last respect to Mr.

gesture, and Danrique’s men immediately brought forward the wreaths and the condolences

eulogy was written on the wreath, signed by Danrique

acted as though they had discovered a new piece of news. They rushed one after another

into his subordinate’s ear as he blocked Charlotte’s way. “I’m sorry, Ms. Lindberg. But I’ll have to get Mr. Zachary’s permission

you trying to feed more news to the journalists?” Charlotte’s lips curled into a

taking photos endlessly while

here

a rumor that says that Mr. Nacht’s

Mr. Zachary’s children are yours.