Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Should we go check up on him, Ms. Lindberg?” asked Lupine softly.

Charlotte tilted her gaze down and remained quiet for a few seconds before she finally stepped forward to leave. She said, “Unnecessary gestures will only further break his heart. It’s better if we just rip the band-aid off. Let’s go.”

Lupine didn’t reply. She simply followed Charlotte’s orders.

Avril led everyone down the stairs to where the guards had already pulled the car up. The keys were still in the ignition, and the car was running.

“Goodbye, Ms. Lindberg,” greeted Avril politely as she bowed to Charlotte.

Charlotte bowed back. She shifted her gaze to the second floor where Louis’ room was located.

He was staring at her from the windows in his room, even though his wrist was still bleeding. Two nurses were at his side and tending to his wound.

Sherlyn and a few other maids had him surrounded and were helping him out as well.

They were too far apart, so Charlotte couldn’t see Louis’ expression nor could she bid him goodbye. All she could do was turn around and get in the car with guilt burning inside her.

“Charlotte Lindberg!” A proud and cruel voice suddenly came over.

Robert standing by the door with his hands behind his back. Hatred donned his face when he threatened, “Someday, you will pay back everything you

simply bowed with her head down before she

Louis via the rearview mirror. That was when she saw that he was kneeling on the floor and

his voice, but she

and a drop of

say that she wasn’t hurt

Diana had further messed things up. However, it was possible that none of that would’ve happened if Charlotte had been

“Sir Louis truly is an innocent bystander

good thing for him

how Diana is right now,” murmured Jade, “I overheard a maid saying that they locked her in the basement and

underhanded methods like these to get pregnant with Sir Louis’ child and change her fate. There is no way Lady Sherlyn

should always know

before we left?” asked Morgan. The more she thought about it, the more worried she became, so she asked, “Ms.

see if we can get any signals. Call Gordon and have him start prepping everything. We must

phone. She then added, “We still can’t get any signals. It’s likely we’ll have to leave the

sped up and drove out of the place

could make a call. Lupine was quick to dial Gordon’s number. Gordon picked up soon and