Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Louis brought Charlotte to a restaurant by the beach that they used to frequent.

The restaurant was beautifully decorated, but Charlotte wasn’t in the mood to enjoy them. She felt really exhausted.

She had run out of words to convince Louis to change his mind.

The man was still lost in his own world as he grabbed her hands in a pleading manner. “Charlotte, are you still upset over Diana? Mom sent her away. I won’t see her again, ever!”

“No, it’s not that.” Charlotte sighed, feeling weary. “Even if Diana doesn’t exist, we can’t get back together.”

“Why?” Louis stared at her in disbelief. “Is it because of Zachary?”

“It has nothing to do with him.” Charlotte gave him an apologetic glance. “Louis, it was all my fault. I should’ve rejected you and insisted on remaining friends back then. If I had done that, you might’ve found happiness by now.”

Alas, Louis paid no heed to her advice. He was engrossed in his own feelings. “No, you’re the only one that can make me happy. No one else can do that.”

“Louis…” Before Charlotte could say more, someone greeted politely, “Mr. Nacht, Ms. Gold, welcome!”

prepare the stuff I requested for earlier?” A melodious

the couple seated by the window, seemingly torn. “They are VIPs,

and Nancy followed his gaze and spotted Charlotte and Louis at the table by the window. The four of them

What a coincidence!

of Zachary caused Louis to bristle in annoyance. He gripped his utensils tightly as hostility blazed in

together with Nancy, Charlotte felt

back in Sultry Night was arranged, this must be pure coincidence. Louis and I decided to come here without making any reservation, but Nancy and Zachary must’ve had a reservation. Looks like they

and put on a calm front, but her grip

felt a wave of fury course through him

friends,” Nancy assured the manager. She took the initiative to greet Charlotte. “Fancy seeing you here,

Charlotte. Zachary placed an arm around Nancy’s waist nonchalantly, which

meet again,”

arm around Nancy’s waist went straight to Charlotte’s heart like an iron shard. The

flashed a smile, standing up

anger, but the