Chapter 140
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
âLetâs go? We shall have a toast with him.â Peter passed Charlotte a glass of red wine.
âI donât think thatâs necessary.â Charlotte shook her head. âIâll need to rush back home. Please help me to thank him.â
With that, she carried her backpack and wanted to leave from the backdoorâ¦
Peter saw her leaving and the corner of his lips lifted into a mysterious smile.
âHey, gorgeous woman. Iâve been waiting for you. Letâs have a drink together.â A young man stopped her in her tracks.
Their eyes met and she immediately felt the intensity from his gaze.
âIâm sorry. Youâve got the wrong person.â Charlotte lowered her head and wanted to go around him.
However, his bodyguards stopped that from happening.
âYou had the audacity to ignore Mr. Hammond!â The bodyguard was furious.
âShut up!â The young man rebuked the bodyguard. âHow could you speak to the gorgeous woman in such a crude manner.â
After that, he walked towards her and sincerely clarified. âDonât worry. Iâm not a bad person. Actually, I just want to be your friend.â
âI need to head back home right now.â Charlotte avoided him and took a different path.
âPlaying hard to get?â The young man lost his patience. âThen donât blame me for using force.â
He grabbed Charlotte by her hair and dragged her to the car.
âLet me goâ¦â Charlotte struggled in vain.
Honk!
The sharp honk was quickly followed by a dazzling flash of light. It shined right into the young manâs eyes and blinded him temporarily.
âF***, whoâs the busybody?â The young man raged.
His bodyguard aggressively walked in the direction of the car. However, he was terrified and shivered with fear when he returned. âMr. Hammond, itâs Mr. Broid!â
âWhich Mr. Broid?â the young man was still puzzled.
Meanwhile, a slender figure exited the car and approached them. With his squinted eyes, the young man tried to identify the dark figure. What followed suit was a menacing howl. âLeave her alone!â
Charlotte turned her head around and was taken by surpriseâ¦
She recalled the night of the previous auction, left alone on the streets when a group of men tried to take advantage of her. Gigolo In Debtâs grand arrival was in a similar fashion.
âMr. Broidâ¦â
Just when the gigantic security guard wanted to speak, Chris forcefully twisted his wrist into a delicate arc.
A loud crack was heard amidst the silent night. He collapsed on all fours and screamed in agony. His facial expression provided a clear visualization of the pain he was suffering.
âMr. Broid, please forgive me. I donât know that sheâs one of yoursâ¦â Mr. Hammondâs face was pale as paper. He quickly apologized to Charlotte. âIâm literally blind for doing this to you! Iâm very sorry to have offended you, please forgive meâ¦â
âHeyâ¦.â Charlotte was dumbfounded. Who is this Mr. Broid?
âGet out of here!â Chris howled in a glacial tone.
Mr. Hammond and his subordinates scrambled for their lives.
Charlotte first looked at the group running away, then she turned over and stared and Chris. âYouâ¦â
âWhat? You donât recognize me anymore?â Chris let out a burst of mysterious laughter. âItâs only been a few days and youâve forgotten me. That hurts!â
âThis canât be true. You really areâ¦â Charlotte was astonished.
Even his voice was extremely identical to the âGigolo In Debtâ. Is he really him?
âHowâs the injury on your shoulder?â Chris noticed that her jacket was pulled off from her during the scrimmage.
Thus, he was concerned that her injury would be affected.
âItâs really you?â Charlotte sought for confirmation. âYou, why are youâ¦â
âFirst, get on the car.â Chris helped her into the luxurious ride.
Initially, Charlotte was able to keep her emotions in check. However, the sight of the Aston Martin completely shattered her defenses. Hypnotically, she followed him into the car. Then, he helped her put on the seat belt and adjusted her seat.
âI thought that you canât recognize me anymoreâ¦â Chris teased her. âIt appears that I have caused quite an impression the last time we met. I believe my brotherâ¦â
However, Chris couldnât finish the sentence. Out of the blue, Charlotte slapped him right on his cheek.
She gritted her teeth and rebuked him. âF*** you pathetic gigolo! How dare you make a fool out of me!â
âHeyâ¦â Chris was stunned.
He was under the impression that Zachary had explained everything to her, including his identity.
Therefore, he was about the end the sentence with⦠âI believe my brother told you everything.â
Unexpectedly, she misunderstood him as Zacharyâs alter egoâ¦