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!”

had no extra energy to think about anything else besides surviving this tragedy together

Ms. Lindberg. We can’t

refused to let go of Chris. Clenching her teeth, she uttered, “Don’t loosen

she was in saving him, a conflicting smile appeared on Chris’ face. In a hoarse voice, he lamented, “How nice would it be if

used his last ounce of energy and

Charlotte tried to stop him. “I can save you,

“It’s Nancy Gold!”

his hand off Charlotte’s

Charlotte screamed

how he presented himself to her on the

Though many regarded him as an unruly wild horse, he was

when his life started going downhill. Perhaps, he was clueless about it too and

that there was no way for her

he could park the car properly, something smashed into the roof of his Rolls-Royce with a loud thud. As a

long pause, Ben muttered, “It’s Mr.