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 earlier?” A melodious voice

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

spotted Charlotte and Louis at the table by

What a coincidence!

of Zachary caused Louis to bristle in annoyance. He gripped his

Zachary together with Nancy,

to come here without making any reservation, but Nancy and Zachary must’ve had a reservation. Looks like they are

front, but her grip

of fury course through

fine. We’re friends,” Nancy assured the manager. She took the initiative

around

again,”

around Nancy’s waist went straight to Charlotte’s

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

initially smoking in anger, but the weird