Chapter 276
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
Dad used to tell me that all the powerful businessmen here could never marry whomever they wanted.
Theyâd either get married for business deals and political reasons or be forced into unions with other familiesâall for the sake of benefitting their families.
I guess Zachary Nacht is no exception.
The thought of Zachary possibly marrying another woman made Charlotteâs heart burn with fury. She pulled at her dinosaur pillow and was on the verge of ripping it apart.
That disgusting scumbag! Why does he keep teasing me despite already having a fiancée?
From now on, Iâll have to stay away from him!Iâll ignore him if he ever comes looking for me again.
Then, she glanced at her phone. If he calls, Iâll either not pick up or just reject the call to piss him off!
Yet, the man didnât call all night.
In fact, Zachary didnât drop by the office for the next few days, and work was much more relaxing.
For the first two days, Charlotte was delighted by his absence. Itâd be better if he never comes back!
Everyone feels on edge whenever heâs around.
Then, a week went by in the blink of an eye, and Zachary still didnât come to work.
Charlotte began to feel uneasy. Where the hell has he gone to?
He didnât actually go get married to Sharon, did he?
Just as Charlotte pondered over the idea of sending Zachary a text message, she suddenly heard a few secretaries muttering among themselves by the pantry.
âHey! Why do you think Mr. Nacht hasnât been coming to work?â
âIsnât it obvious? He must be busy spending time with Ms. Blackwood.â
âYeah! Ms. Blackwoodâs company is located in M Nation, but sheâs come all the way to H City to discuss a joint project, so itâs only natural that Divine Corporation treats her like royalty.â
âBut that doesnât mean Mr. Nacht has to do it personally!â
âWhat do you girls know? Mr. Nacht and Ms. Blackwood are childhood sweethearts, so of course Mr.
Nacht has to welcome her in person! Who knows, Ms. Blackwood might even become our future boss.â
âHuh? Is that true?â
âOf course it is! I heard it from Ms. Wright herselfââ
âWhat are you ladies talking about?â Lucy interrupted them coldly.
With that, the few secretaries immediately dispersed, returned to their respective seats, and got back to work.
With a cup of coffee, Charlotte returned to her seat too. Despite looking calm on the outside, her heart was filled with astonishment.
Heâs never been away from the company this long. Even if he goes overseas, heâd come back in at most three or four days. But now, itâs been a week and he still hasnât shown upâ¦
I guess he really must be spending time with Sharon.
âI have some urgent documents here that need to be sent over to the Ashenville Garden Golf Course for Mr. Nachtâs signature,â Lucy announced as she walked over with a document. âDani, could youââ
âIâm sorry, Ms. Wright. Iâve been having an upset stomach all day,â Danielle replied hastily. âAshenville Garden is too far from here. Iâm worried I might cause a scene and make the company look bad.â
âThen, you do it, Fran.â Lucy turned to another secretary.
âDid you forget, Ms. Wright? Zoey and I will be following Mr. Sterk to meet with the media,â Fran said meekly.
Lucy frowned as she scanned her surroundings. Finally, her eyes fell on Charlotte. âI guess youâre the only one who can do it, Charlotte.â
âMe?â Charlotte froze for a moment. âI donât think I can manage.â
âWeâll go together.â Lucy glanced at her watch. âYouâll have to see more of the outside world sooner or later. You canât keep staying at the reception desk, or youâll be a good-for-nothing for life.â
âOkay. I understand.â Charlotte sighed with relief upon hearing that Lucy would be going too. âWhen do we leave?â
âNow. Iâll get the documents ready, and weâll meet in front of the elevator in ten minutes.â
âOkay.â
Lucy drove to Ashenville Garden with Charlotte. On the way there, she asked the latter a question. âMr.
Nacht has eighteen secretaries, but everyone gets paid a different salary. Do you know why, Charlotte?â
âNo.â Charlotte shook her head.
âDo you know how much I earn each month?â
âNo.â Charlotte gazed at her meekly.
âA hundred and thirty grand.â
âWhat? That much?â Charlotte was visibly taken aback.