Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Someone had dropped a glass vase from above.

Zachary was bleeding profusely, and half of his face was covered in blood in no time. Soon, blood stained his white shirt, coloring it scarlet.

Charlotte widened her eyes in shock as she stared at him dumbfoundedly. Her heart was aching so much as if that vase had struck it.

If Zachary had not pushed her away, the vase would have landed on her head, and she would be the one bleeding instead of him.

Stupefied, Michael stood rooted at the spot.

“Mr. Nacht!” Ben dashed over and supported Zachary while instructing, “Call Raina now! Quick!”

“Understood.” One of the subordinates made the call immediately.

“Mr. Nacht, you…” Nancy was in so much shock that she started crying. “Why are you so silly? Why did you…”

“I’m fine.” Zachary had his head lowered as he pressed his hand against his wound. He was obviously in so much pain since even his face had turned pale, yet he remained calm and gave out an order. “Ben, send Ms. Gold home.”

“Yes, Mr. Nacht.”

be worrying about now,” Nancy

rejected her offer. “Have you forgotten that

“But—”

in the mood to listen. Instead, he turned toward Charlotte and pointed at the woman. “Get in the

was still standing motionless, her face

out of his shock and

Ben said while helping Zachary into the

same time, one of Zachary’s subordinates escorted Charlotte into the

was out of his sight. Immediately, he instructed his subordinate,

once, his subordinate brought a group of men into the hotel to run

bodyguard has already gone to investigate. The media might get wind of it if the

was thrown out of our hotel room’s window. The first thing we should do is find the culprit and give the victim an explanation,

lowered his head, no longer daring to say another

out of her trance

to send you back?” Michael offered, like how a gentleman

here soon.” Nancy rejected politely. “Thanks for the

must be in shock. Don’t worry. I’ll definitely investigate the matter thoroughly and give Mr.

head in gratitude. Just then, her subordinate arrived and asked in concern, “Ms. Gold,