Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

When Morgan tried to open the door, she realized that it had been locked. Just when she was on the brink of losing her temper, Lupine rushed over and stopped her. Puzzled, she asked, “Why is the door locked from outside?”

“Yeah! I left earlier and when I returned, I discovered that I can’t open the door.” Morgan was a direct person. “Someone must have done this!”

“You probably locked it accidentally when you left,” suggested one of Sherlyn’s maids.

“What are you talking about? Are you saying that I locked it?” Morgan lost control of her temper.

“You were guarding it! Who else could’ve locked it?” rebuked the maid indignantly.

“You…”

“That’s enough.” Lupine interrupted Morgan and said with a smile, “Please open the door for us.”

“This lady is so much more polite.”

The maid shot Morgan a cold glance before opening the door and greeting Charlotte respectfully, “Thank you, Ms. Lindberg!”

“Louis’ asleep, so don’t wake him up,” reminded Charlotte before leaving.

left the library with the children. She called out to Charlotte downstairs,

changing my clothes,” replied Charlotte with a smile, still seeming

the two maids behind heaved

angrily, “Lady Sherlyn’s maids must

can you stop being so hot-tempered?” asked Lupine as she

you believe me?”

must remain indifferent when something like this happens. What’s the use of kicking up a fuss?” explained Lupine

her to punish those maids.” Morgan was reluctant to let

to do it without anyone instructing them?” asked Lupine with a

before quickly returning to her senses. “Are you suggesting that Lady Sherlyn instructed them

rolled her

who was tying her hair up calmly. She could not help but ask, “Ms. Lindberg, why is

to create opportunities for Ms. Lindberg to interact with Louis alone!” explained Lupine. “This isn’t

loss for words.” Morgan’s blood started boiling. “How can she do this? Who does she think Ms. Lindberg

did not respond and merely stared at Charlotte

to endure this mistreatment either. The Lindberg family did not need the Laurent family’s support—they could

so control your temper.” Charlotte walked to the changing room to change