Chapter 368
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
With panic welling up in her eyes, Charlotte trembled, but she denied, âAs if. Youâre reading into it too much.â
âIs that so?â He pulled her face closer to himself. âThen letâs do that paternity test.â
âHave you gone mad, you b*stard?â she cursed. âGet your hands off my children!â
âLooks like you have forgotten about your vow.â He sneered. âYou never seem to learn no matter how many times I punish you, so it must be done every day.â
Zachary took off the janitor attire Charlotte was wearing, revealing her petite, naked body. It was as seductive as the bud of a flower, poising to blossom at a momentâs notice. âWhat are you trying to do?â
Charlotte started panicking. She was about to resist when Zachary pinned her against the wall again.
âYouâd better not pull anything funny, Zachary. Someone could come in any minute.â She was shivering from what he was about to do to her. âPlease, donât,â she begged.
âYou started it.â He took off her pants and tried to shove it in from behind.
âNoâ¦â Charlotte was going to cry.
âI can go in myself. Thanks, Mr. Spencer.â They heard Robbie talking outside.
âOf course. Iâll be waiting outside then,â Spencer said.
Charlotte covered her mouth, fearing that she might let any sound out. In the meantime, Zachary stopped moving too. He frowned and waited for Robbie to leave, but instead of going to the menâs, Robbie came to the ladiesâ and hissed, âMommy? Mommy!â
Charlotte kept her mouth covered. She looked back at Zachary, begging him to let her go. At that moment, Zachary looked furious, but since he was left with no choice, he let her go. Then, Charlotte quickly clothed herself.
âWhy arenât you going in, Mr. Robbie?â Spencer came up to him.
âOh, right away.â Robbie went into the menâs. He was young, but he knew his mother came in disguise so nobody could recognize her.
Charlotte heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the sounds outside.
âDammit.â Zachary frowned.
Charlotte relented when she remembered the time her kids went missing. Thus, she begged, âCome at me if you want to vent, Zachary. Donât hurt my kids.â
âSure.â He opened his arms. âYou sullied my clothes, so clean them.â
Charlotte gawked at him. Sh*t, his clothes are stained by the juice. âI canât do that.â She looked at him fearfully. âWhy donât you change clothes? Iâll wash the one youâre wearing as compensation.â
âWhere can you get a set of clothes for me then?â He arched his eyebrow.
âI-â Charlotte didnât know how to answer that. She was the one who dirtied it, so she should get a new set for him. Canât argue with the devilâs logic. âThe mallâs right next door. Iâll get you a new set of clothes there,â she suggested.
âWeâll go together.â Zachary picked up his coat and tied it around his waist.
âYou donât have to.â She didnât want to go with him. âYou havenât finished your dinner, and your grandfatherâs still there.â
âDo you think I can continue with dinner looking like this?â He pointed at himself.
âFine then.â Charlotte couldnât do anything about it. âYou go on ahead. Iâll be right there.â
âYouâd better not dawdle.â He glared at her before leaving the restroom.
Charlotte picked up the janitorâs clothes and folded them before keeping them in the closet. After that, she washed her hands before wearing her mask and hat, then she left.
Robbie saw her leaving when he came out of the restroom. He wanted to go after her, but Spencer came before he could leave. Hence, all Robbie could do was pretend he never saw his mother.