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!”

the stuff I requested for earlier?”

the couple seated by the window, seemingly torn. “They are VIPs, too. We dare not turn

Charlotte and Louis at the table by the window. The four of them

What a coincidence!

annoyance. He gripped his utensils tightly

together with Nancy,

and I decided to come here without making any reservation, but

front, but her grip on her wineglass was so tight it might shatter

course through him when he saw Charlotte together with

the

placed an arm around Nancy’s waist nonchalantly, which came as

meet again,” Charlotte whirled

Nancy’s waist went straight to Charlotte’s heart like an iron shard. The pain turned her inside

and flashed a smile, standing up to shake Nancy’s

was initially smoking in anger, but the weird