Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Mrs. Berry panicked and pushed Charlotte behind her. “Don't touch her! I dare you to beat me up!”

Zachary simply sighed and signaled to his bodyguards, who dragged Mrs. Berry away. “Help! Somebody help me!” Mrs. Berry was terrified as it happened.

One of the bodyguards reached over and covered her mouth with his hand.

“Mrs. Berry...” Charlotte called, worried that she might get hurt.

“Don't worry, Ms. Windt,” Raina whispered. “Mr. Nacht won't hurt her.”

“But...”

Before Charlotte could finish her sentence, Zachary grabbed her chin roughly and twisted her neck around to face him.

His eyes flashed dangerously as he asked, “Am I some sort of convicted criminal, huh?”

“W-What do you mean?” Charlotte asked, terrified. “I never thought of you as the one...”

“Ben!” Zachary shouted, ignoring her attempt to explain herself completely. “Capture the three little rascals now!”

“Yes,” Ben said, glancing at Charlotte before rushing out of the room.

“No...” Charlotte pleaded, lunging forward to stop Ben. Before she could even get close to the door, Zachary gripped her arm tightly and dragged her back towards the bed.

“Zachary Nacht! How dare you!” Michael screamed. “What do you think you are? I've already called the police, and if you don't let go of Charlotte now...”

“I don't care about the cops!” Zachary shouted, cutting him off. “Take him away!”

“Yes, Sir!” two bodyguards chorused before dragging Michael out of the room.

Michael screamed and struggled the whole way out, and a curious crowd had already formed by the time he got to the door. However, the moment he emerged from the ward, they took a step back in fear of getting themselves dragged into the fray.

Meanwhile, Zachary practically tossed Charlotte onto the bed, making her wince as her injured waist protested painfully.

“Stay put if you don't want to die!” he yelled, looking at her as though they were strangers.

“Don't be like this, Zachary...” Charlotte said weakly, her forehead shimmering with sweat. “Michael might have had some misgivings, but I've always believed you...”

“Oh, really?” Zachary asked, grinning coldly. “Did you really think that I kidnapped your kids?”

“No, I...”

“I can't just sit around and be accused of something I never do,” Zachary said as he sat on the sofa and put one leg over the other elegantly. “So you think I'm a criminal? I'll act like one then!”

“No!” Charlotte sobbed, shaking her head vehemently. “Please...”

“Why don't you shut up and save some energy to plead for your kids' lives later?” Zachary huffed before getting up and leaving the ward.