Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Bast*rd!” Morgan went ballistic. “Let go of her!”

“Haha…” A slight smile crept up on Chris’ face. “Let’s die together.”

As he spoke, white foam was seen spewing out of his mouth. Gradually, his arm became weaker and his grip loosen. Within moments, his body started to fall.

“Chris!” As a reflex action, Charlotte shouted in shock and grabbed his hand tighter.

At first, Chris shut his eyes anticipating his fall. Little did he know that a hand would stretch out to save him.

His head snapped up with his eyes wide open to stare at Charlotte.

The moonlight beamed on her face, and she looked just as gorgeous and pristine as the first time he met her. A tiny version of his disheveled self could be seen reflected in her clear, bright eyes.

Gradually, his eyes softened. The murderous intent in him was replaced with grief and woe.

He started questioning himself and how his life ended up in this state.

“Hold on tight, Chris!”

extra energy to think about anything else besides surviving this tragedy together

Ms. Lindberg. We can’t hold on much

Clenching her teeth, she uttered, “Don’t loosen your grip. Hold

conflicting smile appeared on Chris’ face. In a hoarse voice, he lamented, “How nice would it

ounce of energy and flung her hand

Don’t be silly, Chris!” Charlotte tried to stop him. “I

“It’s Nancy Gold!”

Charlotte’s grip, stretched out both arms, and went

screamed

an attractive smile, just like how he presented himself to her on

guy. Though many regarded him

downhill. Perhaps, he was clueless about it too and would remain so

fact that there was no way for her to turn things

the hospital. Before he could park the car properly, something smashed into the roof of his Rolls-Royce with a loud thud. As a result, the top part of the car was completely sunken and scared the living daylights out

a long pause, Ben muttered, “It’s Mr.