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!”

stuff I requested for

window, seemingly torn. “They

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

What a coincidence!

Zachary caused Louis to bristle in annoyance. He gripped his utensils tightly

together with Nancy, Charlotte

to come here without making any

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

wave of fury course through him when he saw

We’re friends,” Nancy assured the manager. She took the initiative to greet Charlotte. “Fancy seeing

around Nancy’s waist nonchalantly, which came

meet again,” Charlotte whirled

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

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

anger, but the weird situation