Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Of course!” The maid nodded vigorously in agreement.

“Frankly, I didn’t think Charlotte was worthy of him either in the beginning.” An inexplicable mix of emotions filled Sherlyn as she spoke. “After all, she’s divorced and already had children from her previous marriage. How could she be worthy of being Louis’ wife?”

“Yes, that’s true. Besides, she’s actually two years older than Sir Louis, if I recall correctly,” one of the maids added in a judgmental tone.

“I just feel a little upset whenever I think about this matter,” Sherlyn said with a frown. “I fought with my husband about this back then, but he was right. When you consider the power and influence that the Lindberg family holds, what does it matter that she was once married and already has children?”

Truthfully, Louis could easily find himself a thousand other young ladies if he ever got bored of Charlotte. However, it would be impossible for him to find someone like her, a beautiful woman who hails from a good family and possesses great talents of her own.

“That’s true…” the maids concurred.

“Anyway, since Louis loves her, I won’t stand in his way.” Sherlyn heaved a sigh. “After all, he’s my only son, and I want him to be happy!”

“Lady Sherlyn, you truly care for Sir Louis a lot.”

“Stop chattering now and hurry up. After this, make sure to send someone to keep an eye on Charlotte’s bedroom. Remember to inform me to go over before they wake up…”

the maids

her scheme,

At midnight, he had gotten

with him.

was

bed, she got dressed, tiptoed to the closet, and dragged the unconscious Charlotte out of it. Then, she undressed her and plopped her onto the bed next

of the man she loved lying next to another woman. At the same time, she shot a

grand plan would be ruined

the latter’s chest and thighs, leaving purple bruises on her delicate skin. Then, she threw the duvet over her and Louis’ naked

the morning, and the world

quickly returned to the maid’s room on the

herself, caught sight of her. She asked casually, “Diana, where did you go? Why are you

the garden the whole time…” Diana replied smoothly, for she had already thought of an excuse. Feigning a dejected expression, she continued, “You even walked past me! You didn’t notice

Oh, okay…” the maid replied groggily and went back to

marks Louis had left on her skin,