Chapter 340
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
Charlotte glanced at Fifi, who was lying on a cushion and sleeping soundly in the cage. If she did not notice the slight heaving of its chest, she wouldâve thought that it was dead.
Who fed Fifi alcohol?
An impish face flashed across Charlotteâs mind. Who else can it be other than him?
âWe can leave now!â Michael, who had finished changing his clothes, grabbed his car keys and strode out.
âOkay.â
Both of them rushed into the car, which zoomed toward Happy Avenue.
To ensure Michaelâs safety, a few bodyguards tailed them in another car.
Neither Charlotte nor Michael spoke throughout the journey. Only after they arrived at the entrance of Happy Avenue did she say, âMichael, I know that itâs really despicable of me to say this, but I have no choice. Letâs not meet anymore.â
She choked up when she spoke, âI canât drag you down with me, and I donât want this torment to ensue. Reallyâ¦â
âI understand.â Although Michael was extremely reluctant, he decided to concede. âIâm not capable enough to oppose Zachary right now. If I help you, Iâll only make things worse and push you into an even more dire situation. Itâs better if I stay away from you.â
âIâm sorryâ¦â Charlotte took a deep breath and wiped her tears away. âYou must stay safe and take care of yourself.â
âI will.â Michael forced out a smile on his face. âDonât cry. Itâs a good thing that youâve found your children.â
âYeah.â Renewed hope burned within her when she thought of her children.
Soon, the car arrived at Happy Avenue. Michael opened the car door and helped Charlotte out. âIâll send you upstairs.â
âItâs fine,â refused Charlotte quickly. âI donât want to cause you any more trouble.â
âWhat if itâs a scam?â Michael was still worried. âI must ensure you and your childrenâs safety.â
âDonât worry.â Charlotte smiled bitterly. âAlthough Zachary has a lot of horrible habits, a good thing about him is that he always speaks the truth. If he says that my children are at home, theyâll definitely be there!â
âOkay, thenâ¦â Michael stopped insisting. âIâll stay here and watch over you as you go upstairs. If everythingâs fine, turn the lights on and off three times. In that case, Iâll know that youâre safe.â
âOkay.â Charlotte embraced Michael warmly. âMichael, stay safe!â
âYou too.â Gazing at her reluctantly, he reminded, âIf you leave Zacharyâs side in the future, or if you need my help, you can contact me anytime.â
âGot itâ¦â
Charlotte cast him a lingering glance before spinning around and walking into the neighborhood briskly.
Soon, she broke out into a run.
She desperately wanted to meet her children, not even wanting to wait a minute longer.
After exiting the lift, she quickly unlocked the door with her fingerprint and flung it open. To her surprise, two policemen were standing in the house, both warily aiming their guns at her.
âAh!â Charlotte was so scared that she screamed.
âMs. Windt!â Ms. Longman recognized Charlotte and quickly walked over to explain. âSirs, sheâs the childrenâs mother.â
The policemen quickly withdrew their guns and scanned Charlotte. Nodding, they said, âShe looks exactly like the person in the photo. Seems like sheâs their true mother.â
âHow can she be false?â Ms. Longman was speechless.
âWhat⦠Whatâs going on?â
Charlotte scanned the people in the house, completely astounded.
There were two policemen, Ms. Cheney, the kindergarten teachers, a doctor, and three medical staffâ¦
âWeâre here under Mr. Nachtâs orders to take care of the children,â explained Ms. Longman. âHe instructed us to watch over the kids before you return.â
âOhâ¦â Charlotte was extremely confused. Did Zachary really arrange all of these? Why doesnât this look like a kidnapping?
What the heck is going on?
However, she could not be bothered to mull over this and instead made a beeline to the bedroom.
âWhere are the kids?â
âTheyâre sleeping. Go and take a look at them.â