Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Jade ran over and helped Morgan pull Charlotte up

Slumping on the floor, Charlotte cried hysterically.

Morgan wanted to give her a hug, but was rejected. “Stay away from me!”

Considering how she was entangled with Chris and had body contact with him, she was fearful that she might have contracted the disease through his open wounds and did not want to risk spreading it to the bodyguards.

Tears streaked Morgan’s face as she removed her jacket and placed it over Charlotte to keep her warm.

In just a while, Bruce rushed over to the scene with Raina and the others. Without further ado, Raina’s assistants put on the isolation gown for Charlotte, lifted her to the wheelchair, and sent her straight to run a battery of tests.

The subordinates brought Zachary upstairs and updated him with every single detail.

He kept his head low and remained silent until the moment he saw Charlotte at the isolation room.

“I’m here. Don’t worry.” Zachary curled his lips and wanted to hug her.

“Don’t come any closer…” cried Charlotte while shaking her head vigorously.

She was afraid that he would be infected too.

embracing her. He stroked her hair gently and said, “I have told you this before—in sickness and in health, to love and to

her own tears

Southridge and pretended to be Zachary, she still felt very sorry and

had a kind nature, but he was blinded by hatred and manipulated by

think too much. I need

that it was not an accident. Someone must be crafting a devious plan behind

a name before he

“It’s Nancy Gold!”

her sentence, Zachary did it for her. A cold glint flashed across his dark

the dots based on what he had heard thus far

destroy Nancy. As a

to clean the

was taken aback at how fast Zachary could guess the real mastermind

me and take a good

dotingly and left the room. Upon shutting the door behind him, he ordered

we will do

of bodyguards and strengthen the security here. I won’t allow the slightest misfortune to take

“The

me,”

“Sure.”