Chapter 288
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
âShe stepped on my hand without a second thought! There were shattered pieces of glasses everywhere on the ground! I-Iâ¦â She couldnât finish her sentence as she started sniffling convulsively.
âStop looking for excuses to justify your carelessness!â Ms. Goldstein reprimanded the woman and warned her, âNo matter what, the show has to go on because the guests are the bigshots from the upper echelon and the corporate world! If you canât think of something by then, you wonât get to stay in the industry anymore.â
âI-Iâ¦â
âIâll get the violinists to perform ahead of you! I want you to deal with it by hook or by crook!â
Charlotte heard the clicking voice of Ms. Goldsteinâs high heels. She knew the fierce woman would stride out of the lounge soon.
Immediately, she stepped aside and saw Ms. Goldstein with a black suit walking out of the room, heading towards the powder room that was diagonally opposite the lounge. The fierce-looking Ms.
Goldstein clapped her hands and announced, âViolinists! Please get yourself ready because youâll be performing on stage three minutes later!â
Charlotte turned around and peered into the lounge, spotting the presence of a good-looking woman wailing as she stepped aside from the partition. She could barely pull herself together while her trembling hand bled excessively.
She had no choice but to tend to her wounds by herself. It was a heart-wrenching scene to watch.
After she retrieved the first-aid kit, she tried to open it with her elbow since her palms were gravely injured. Unfortunately, her effort was to no availâno matter how hard she tried, she couldnât open it.
Charlotte entered the room and offered, âAllow me to help you.â
The injured woman was confused by Charlotteâs presence. Shortly, she nodded and expressed her gratitude, âThank you!â
After Charlotte opened the first-aid kit, she reached for the iodine to sterilize the womanâs injured palm before picking the shattered pieces of glasses out of her wounds using the tweezers.
The woman wouldnât stop trembling due to the racking sensation she felt, but she pursed her lips and resisted the urge to wail. Nevertheless, torrents of grief streamed down her cheeks continuously.
âYou need to get a doctor to tend to your wounds!â Literally, Charlotte could feel the womanâs pain when she saw her wounded palm. âNo! We canât delay any further! Iâll bring you to the hospital at once!
Otherwise, your hand will be crippled for the rest of your life!â
âNo! I canât leave! If I mess up the show, it will be the end of my career!â The girl wailed and begged Charlotte, âPlease bind my hand and see if you can stop the bleeding. Iâll put on a pair of gloves and brace myself through the performance.â
âHave you lost your mind? How are you going to play the piano when youâre in such a pathetic state?â
Charlotte was heartbroken and enraged because another innocent woman had fallen victim to Sharon again. âSharon has gone overboard again!â
âIt was merely an accident, but she pushed me with all her might when she barely budged. It wasnât even a serious knock. I donât mind being blamed, but how could she step on my hand when there were shattered glasses everywhere?â
The woman started trembling in anger and wailed hysterically to vent her emotions.
âIt hurt so much! I begged her to be merciful, but she had no intention to stop! Instead, she went all out and moved her foot around feverishly. If the woman beside her didnât stop her in the nick of time, my hand would beâ¦â
âItâs fine. Letâs forget about it, okay?â Charlotte wiped the womanâs tear dry and suggested, âIs it fine for me to take your role to perform on the stage?â
âAre you serious? Do you know how to play the piano?â The woman was dumbfounded by Charlotteâs suggestion.
âMmm⦠Can you hand over the sheet music to me? Iâll perform on your behalf.â Charlotte comforted the injured woman and asserted, âDonât worry. I used to win several globally renowned awards when I was abroad. I had experiences performing on several formal occasions as well. In my humble opinion, I think Iâll make the cut for the job.â
âMs. Goldstein can tell us apart from one another, canât she?â The woman expressed her concerns.
âSo what? She merely needs someone to perform on the stage and get the job done! As long as I donât embarrass her in front of others, I think sheâs going to turn a blind eye for once.â
âYouâre right! Thank you so much! You have saved my day!â The woman found the sheet music and handed it over to Charlotte, expressing her utmost gratitude over and over again.
Staring at the womanâs white-laced dress, Charlotte stated, âYouâre welcome. First things first, we need to get changed.â
The woman nodded. âIâll change into my set of casual outfits because I donât think I can fit into this stunning piece of yours. I think itâs a designer piece, isnât it? Allow me to hold on to it for you. I need you to return this to me once youâre done performing on stage because I have to return it to Ms.
Goldstein.â
âOkay.â