Chapter 1514
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
Chapter 1514 The Plot âAre you saying that their plan wasnât to trick you but to deceive the public and spark outrage?â
The truth finally dawned on Lupine.
âThey know how strong your relationship with Mr. Nacht is and the fact that youâre an intelligent and sharp-witted person. Therefore, there was no way they couldâve fooled you with an impostor for long.
âConsequently, they leaked Mr. Nachtâs return to the press, announcing to the world that he isnât dead and that he was sent to the hospital after suffering injuries in the fire.
âNow that theyâve spread rumors of you holding Mr. Nacht captive to seize the Nacht family assets, no one will believe you if you accuse him of being an impostor.â
âExactly.â Charlotteâs brows remained tightly knitted.
âWhat do we do now?â Lupine was worried. âWhat should we do? This feels like a lost cause.â
âLetâs verify his identity first,â Charlotte asserted. âIf he is real, everything would be worth it. Otherwise, weâll play along and use the situation to our advantage.â
âPlay along?â Lupine was baffled as to what she meant.
âNo matter what, we canât alert them yet. All of you should treat him the same way as before and pretend that you know nothing.â
âUnderstood.â Lupine nodded. âBut⦠will you⦠be in danger?â
Too embarrassed to be candid, she phrased her question vaguely. She could see that âZacharyâ liked to be intimate with Charlotte. Even though he might not harm her for the sake of his plan, he might somehow take advantage of her, complicating matters when the real Zachary returned.
âDonât worry. I know what Iâm doing.â Charlotte was not concerned at all.
Soon, their car arrived at Northridge.
Ever since the fire at Southridge, everyone had moved to Northridge. As for then, Southridge remained sealed.
Initially, Spencer suggested for it to be renovated soon, but Charlotte forbade anyone from doing so. Firstly, it would be convenient for the police to collect evidence. Secondly, it served as a reminder for her to learn her lesson.
âMrs. Nacht, youâre back!â
When Hanna saw Charlotte, she rushed toward her. âMr. Nacht doesnât seem to be feeling well, as he didnât eat the food that I have prepared for him. What should I do?â
âThanks for your effort, Mrs. Rawlston. What did you cook him?â Charlotte asked.
âHis favorite beef stroganoff, vegetable broth, and some other snacks.â Hanna was extremely troubled. âThinking that his appetite wasnât good, I boiled some medicinal broth for him. Even then, he refused to have any.â
âCook some vegetable beef soup then. He likes that.â Charlotte smiled slightly. âCoincidentally, I feel like having some too.â
âOkay, Iâll get right to it.â Hanna headed back to the kitchen and busied herself.
After walking upstairs, Charlotte headed to the study instead of returning to the bedroom.
Turning on her computer, she went through all sorts of folders containing the news articles Lucy had compiled.
Some of them even had annotations made by the latter.
When Charlotte clicked into one of the articles, she saw how ridiculous the discussions had become. There were all sorts of wild speculations. Some even went as far as saying that she would soon be brought to justice.
Just as she was reading it, the police called and urged her to assist in their investigations as soon as possible.
Otherwise, they would have to pick her up from Northridge.
Charlotte was about to reply when a familiar figure entered the study. The moment she looked up, their eyes met.
His gaze was as gentle as it had always been.
For a split second, she was shaken, thinking that he was the real Zachary.
âMs. Lindberg, Ms. Lindbergâ¦â
The police officerâs voice interrupted her train of thought, pulling her back from being overwhelmed by her emotions. Very quickly, her rationality returned. âAll right. I understand. Iâll be there at six.â
After ending the call, she raised her head to look at âZachary.â âThe police are urging me to assist in their investigations.â
âIgnore them.â âZacharyâ walked over and hugged her from behind. âWith me around, no one can bully my wife.âq